Help, I've Been Abducted

Sleep came easy to her. Three straight nights of little to no sleep had left her zapped of all energy and closing her eyes felt like heaven. In the dark, a warm comfortable bed called out, her relief was at hand. Was it? Could sleep really be her salvation?

Nine hours later the sun was peeked through a window. One at a time she opened her eyes, and in seeing the mocking sun, threw a pillow at the window. “No use,” she thought, “I must get up.” With the speed of a snail she stumbled to the bathroom. “Oh my God!” was all she could say.

The mirror did not lie nor was it trying to. It gladly provided the ugly, painful image that scared her stiff. “What time is it?” Frantic she searched for a clock. She had a suspicion and the time would prove her fear to be fact. “Help, I know I am a victim,” she screamed.

”What was it they said on the TV?” searching her brain, she could not recall.  Again, she peered back in the mirror and once more the fear dread took hold.

The reflection from the mirror revealed a hideous sight. Her hair had become knotted and glued in directions that pointed to far away galaxies, as if to mark the trail from which they came. Her eyes glazed, bloodshot and swollen; something had spent the night probing them.

Her body ached in every joint. Either she had dreamed of mountain climbing or had been the victim of some weird experiment. In her mouth resided the remnants of some foul concoction. “Had she been forced to drink some alien martini?” The sounds now coming from her mouth were that of another world being and the final clue was the green ooze seeping from her head, she had been abducted.

The entire mirror ordeal too much and she succumbed to the most certain fact of her alien abduction. Though it was as she prepared a warm bath to cleanse herself of this abduction that a terrifying message was revealed.

There on her stomach written in her language was the message. “Hey call us, you were fun while you lasted. Galaxy 473, room X.”

I don’t think so; they gave me a cold.

Cough, cough, and blow my nose… Happy Saturday

PS  I may be a little slow in getting to your blogs today :(

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