There was that smell again. It was foul, as if something that had putrefied with a hint of a metallic undertone. It made me gag. The hall was dimly lit, and the only noise was that of an extractor fan. Not that it helped any with the smell. Still griping Carl's hand, we walked towards another door. The sign above read 'Hazardous Material. Authorised personnel only". We walked through, and was hit by the sound of muffled screaming. As my eyes adjusted, I saw rows upon rows of cages. Quite a few were empty, those that had occupants. Where quiet.
"Get the Camera out Carl."... He pulled it out and began to record the scene before us. I went towards one of the cages, where it appeared a young man sat. As I got closer, I noticed that the skin on the left side of his face had bubbled, as if a blow torch had been used on his skin. The eye was gone, leaving an empty socket that leaked yellow puss. His upper arm, had skin missing, showing the muscle underneath. He didn't move, or cry out. He just sat there, then I noticed the filth he was sat in. They'd left him to stew in his own bodily wastes. Bile threatened in my mouth, I took a deep breathe and regretted it. The smell carried with it a foul taste and I vomited. I couldn't help it. Taking a few calming short breathes through my nose, I carried on toward the furthest cage. And wish I hadn't. A woman, her age indistinguishable, sat huddled with something wrapped in a filthy rag. Rocking back and forth. As I watched her, an arm. A child's arm flopped from under the rag. It was black. My mind reeled, how can this be happening??? I can't go on, I just can't...
It was Carl who did, he went ahead to where the muffled screaming was coming from. I followed him, I didn't want to be left here alone.
At first, I couldn't understand what it was that I was seeing. My mind just simply refused to put it into a cohesive scene. There was a metallic slab in the middle of the room, and what I presumed was a person, was strapped to it. I say person, as it had a human shape. But what was left looked like meat. No skin was visible. It was if, the person had been skinned alive. As I looked around the room, trying not to look at what I'd just seen, I saw meat hooks, hundreds upon hundreds of meat hooks with huge slabs of meat attached to them. A huge reptilian figure, was busily devouring what could have been skin? Another smaller, grey figure came into the room. It was carrying something, it looked like a small foetus. It was a light grey in colour and its facial features were somewhat similar to our own.
The fear rose in me, I signalled to Carl to back out. We'd gotten what we came for and now it was time for us to leave. Sweat beaded down my forhead, as I watched both Aliens. The reptillian, glanced over at us and I knew, that it was aware we weren't supposed to be there. It gave a signal to the smaller grey alien and began to advance on us. I turned and ran, pushing Carl ahead of me.
I wasn't quick enough. A large scaly claw ripped into my shoulder, making me scream as it digged in deeper with it's claws. Carl turned around and began coming to help me.
"NO CARL.....RUN.....GET OUT" I saw the hesitation in his face..."GO!!!!!" I screamed at him, reluctantly he began to run the way we had come in. I sent a silent prayer that he would get out in one piece. The reptilian creature dragged me towards it, and back handed me across the face. I slumped to the floor and saw the smaller grey alien advance towards me, before everything went black.
I drifted in and out of consciousness. Images of the small grey alien holding aloft a needle of some sort, and then another of my legs being attached to a vice like instrument, forcing apart my legs. And another of being wheeled by cages, hundreds upon hundreds of cages. Screams and moans infiltrating my foggy mind.
I awoke with my head buzzing. I shook my head and instantly regretted it as pain lanced through my head. My shoulder was on fire, and then I became aware of what had happened and the fear rushed in. I realised I was strapped to a similar bed to the one I saw Abbie in, I had a drip of somesort attached to my right arm.
"Well, it's nice to see you awake my dear!" It was the nurse from level 3. She busied about checking a monitor.."It's so nice to see a familiar face, I bet you can't wait until you have your babe in your arms, it shouldn't be too long now" She grinned at me....
"Wwwhat?" my throat was parched and it barely came out as a whisper.
"Here you go my dear, have a sip on that. You have been out awhile", she handed me a glass of water with a straw and I sucked at it eagerly.
"What do you mean, babe in my arms? How long have I been out of it?" Panic was beginning to set in. Abbie told me they'd impregnated her with an alien foetus...and my mind flashed back to the grey alien with the tiny humanoid baby and the fuzzy memories of my legs being pulled apart. No...please no! I let my left hand travel towards my stomach. It was distended, round and hard. As I placed my hand on my belly, I felt something move... I screamed and fainted.
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Diary of a Dead Girl ~ Book 1 (being edited)
Science FictionRonald Reagen's Speech at the UN 1987:~ "Perhaps we need some outside universal threat, I occasionally think how our differences worldwide would vanish, if we were facing an alien threat outside our world. And yet I ask you, is not an alien force al...