The Squeal From the Pig

"We knew the pig was in there because we could hear it snuffling around and rustling a bunch of hay or whatever it was using to sleep on. We called out to it once again, but the squeal wasn't so loud that time, it was more like a few quiet grunts." The only question then was how to break into the building. There was no getting into the main doors as they were bolted and chained shut. "The thing that made fear shoot through me was hearing a human voice on the other side of the grate, a human voice that said, help me," he says.