Mark was relaxing one Saturday morning in his bedroom like he normally did. He had his headphones in and was blasting music. He didn’t feel like doing anything today and decided he’d just relax in bed all day. As he was doing so, he noticed some weird object floating in the sky. He looked at it and grew curious as to what it was. He got out of bed and went to the window to get a closer look.
“That’s weird, that looks like one of those sci-fi UFOs. Must be a fancy drone,” Mark said to himself as he went back to his bed to lay down. Mark took his headphones off as he stared up at the ceiling.
“Man, I wish life could be a bit more exciting,” Mark thought to himself as he looked up. While he was doing so, Mark seemed to notice a blue light beginning to be admitted from the ceiling. Mark thought nothing of it as he closed his eyes. In that moment, he felt as if his soul had begun to float away which he just thought was him falling asleep. Mark continued to keep his eyes shut until he noticed his bed no longer felt as comfortable as before. Mark opened his eyes and noticed he wasn’t in his room anymore. Instead, Mark seemed to be in a dark room with barely any light to see what was around him.
“That’s weird, I don’t think I fell asleep that long,” he said to himself as he went to move. As he went to do so, his hands barely moved and felt tied down. Looking down, Mark could barely make out that his hands were locked in to what appeared to be a steel table he was now laying on. Frantically, Mark began to look around and scream.
“Help! Anyone! Help!” Mark screamed out. As he did so, Mark felt himself grow weaker and weaker. His entire body began to shut down as his vision began to fade. Everything eventually went dark as Mark was knocked out.
As Mark’s body laid on the steel table, a light turned on which illuminated the entire room. The room was unlike any room on earth. There were several tables around the one Mark was laying on with alien looking tools. Scanners hung from the tall ceiling as Mark’s body laid motionless on the table. Soon, a sliding door opened to reveal two aliens. Their appearance seemed similar to that of a human with several variations. The main thing that separated them from humans was their light grey skin and pitch black eyes.
The one alien began to approach Mark’s body and stared at it. It reached its long, thin hand up to touch his face. Its fingers wrapped around his cheek as it then began to poke at his body all over. The second alien spoke in a language that was unlike any dialect spoken on earth.
“We have a human vessel to use for our human experiment. We shall begin our experiment,” the first alien said which in their language sounded nothing like English. The second alien nodded its head and began to walk over to a machine that looked like a fancy computer. It typed away at the machine while the first alien continued to study Mark’s body.
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