R.A.T.S. — Thom Nichols

Back in the sixties the FBI forms a department tasked to monitor the lasciviousness in the radical new genre of music sweeping the nation, Rock and Roll. This department abstains from enjoying rock and roll and everything that accompanies it. R â€" Rock and roll A â€" Alcohol T â€" Tobacco S â€" Sex. Drugs are banned too. But, it's the sixties. Drugs aren't openly talked about back then. They attempted to add the ‘D' in the seventies, but D.R.A.T.S. sounded more like a mistake than a department heading. Someone suggested D.A.R.T.S. in the eighties but they already printed the jackets. In the mid two thousand teens, rock and roll is synonymous with all of the no-nos of the earlier generations. R.A.T.S., however, is still active. It's hard to find people willing to give up sex for a job and the department dwindles down from several hundred to four. The job is much more difficult now because of the salacious nature of modern music. So, the team looks for oddities in the music industry. When the newest agent identifies a correlation between an upcoming event and the most obscene song of the sixties, R.A.T.S. jumps into action. The 1963 release of Louie Louie by the Kingsmen initiates the creation of R.A.T.S. It is officially investigated for three months. Unofficially, the case is still open. Nothing sexual is ever discovered in the lyrics, but the R.A.T.S. department captures something back then, something they can't explain. Now, history is going to repeat itself unless R.A.T.S. can stop it.