My teeth chattered so violently I feared they would shatter. I couldn’t stop shaking, the cold air was turning my fingers blue. Harsh lights and sounds flooded my senses. I squinted through the glare, swiveling my head back forth like I was watching a frenzied tennis match, searching for anything tangible.
A sudden blast of hot air scorched my exposed skin, burning my nearly frozen limbs, but I still trembled uncontrollably from the pain and fear
I sat on a raise platform so those surrounding it could study me and collect date – an abducted female human for juvenile Grey’s’ science experiments.