The Adventure of Adventurely Adventuring!
Suddenly, the table whirrs and it raises itself so you're no longer laying on it, the things that connect you to it, are disconnected, you feel relieved, but at the same time, nervous, you're exposed to these aliens, not that you weren't before, but you're nude, and it doesn't feel right. You don't get a chance to observe your surroundings, and the aliens aren't even in sight, but you're pushed from behind and led to the ahead wall. You begin to wonder why you're being led to a blank wall, but just as you're in the middle of thought, an arm reaches over your shoulder, and pushes their fingers onto the wall, you get a glimpse of the fingers; human-like, but more grey-ish. Quickly, the wall separates, it's a hidden door which has managed to fit into its surroundings. Hidden. You're amazed by this technology, but you just know that's not even one percent of their technology. You know 'cause you saw it in the movies. You're led into a facility, where a table is set. There are things which resemble nothing of human food, others are alike in physical form, but their colours are sometimes different.
You're sat at the table, on a leather chair, the scent in the air is slightly familiar, and you've only just realized that, there's oxygen on this ship, otherwise, how else would you breath? Perhaps they have adapted to oxygen, or perhaps they have always breathed it, another possiblilty would be that they breath nothing at all, but how could they possibly live without breathing?
A figure sits opposite you, resembling a human being, but his puplils are purple, pure purple, his clothing is white leather with blue collars sticking up. He's bald, but somehow it suits him. His skin is more pale than the average human being, and his eyes also illuminate, somehow noticeably even in this brightness, your eyes have finally adjusted to it, it seems that genious alien was right about humans adapting to their environment, not that you didn't know that already. Most of what he said was complete gibberish to you, you couldn't understand all that scientific language.
"Good day sir, I am the leader of this operation, we are currently experimenting on your bladder, intestines and stomach, to see how much you can consume before being full. Even though we could have taken your stomach and ran a test, we prefer to watch you eat, you must be hungry, are you hungry?"
You're sat at the table, on a leather chair, the scent in the air is slightly familiar, and you've only just realized that, there's oxygen on this ship, otherwise, how else would you breath? Perhaps they have adapted to oxygen, or perhaps they have always breathed it, another possiblilty would be that they breath nothing at all, but how could they possibly live without breathing?
A figure sits opposite you, resembling a human being, but his puplils are purple, pure purple, his clothing is white leather with blue collars sticking up. He's bald, but somehow it suits him. His skin is more pale than the average human being, and his eyes also illuminate, somehow noticeably even in this brightness, your eyes have finally adjusted to it, it seems that genious alien was right about humans adapting to their environment, not that you didn't know that already. Most of what he said was complete gibberish to you, you couldn't understand all that scientific language.
"Good day sir, I am the leader of this operation, we are currently experimenting on your bladder, intestines and stomach, to see how much you can consume before being full. Even though we could have taken your stomach and ran a test, we prefer to watch you eat, you must be hungry, are you hungry?"