An Alien Abduction

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"I'm going to die", you mumble panicked, "This never would have happened if..."
You groan:"Uhhhhh..., I guess this is it...,I'm going to die alone on a space ship in another galaxy by being blown up by an intergalactic race of warring aliens...,wow, I did not imagine that's how I would die. But when you think about it that actually sounds kind of cool..."
"Wooooaaaaaaa!!"
FLUNK!
With a sudden jolt of power the ship shoots forward like a rocket, leaving the enemy battleship behind. But you forgot to hold on to something so now you're glued to the window like a bug on a pick-up trucks windshield speeding down a highway, metaphorically. A sigh of relief escapes from your mouth because you're thankfully not going to die! But all it really did was make matters worse because now the window is all fogged up. How embarrassing.
"Need some help?", asks officer Sparrow.
"Uh, yeah, that would be nice, thanks,..."
"Zander. You can call me Zander.", he smiled.
"Thanks, Zander. Cool name by the way,... . So who was attacking us? Do you know why they were attacking us? Did you do something to anger them? I thought we were safe here?"
"Uhhm, well,..."
"The Cronites will do anything and everything to get what they want. They're ruthless killers who will slaughter anyone who stands in their way.", the captain intervened striding into the room.
"But why? What do they want?!"
"To take control of your home galaxy, the Milky Way. And as we've just witnessed, they have the firepower to wipe out your entire race completely with only a few shots from one of their exo-plasma cannons."
"But why the Milky Way? I mean, there are plenty of other galaxies right?"
"Right. But the Milky Way is where the center of the universe is, the sun. And the Jupitian government as well."
"Whoa, seriously? Our sun is the center of the universe? And, what, this Jupitian government is just like some weird civilization living on the suns' surface or something?",you tease.
"That's actually exactly what the Jupitians are. Which is why you're going to get your wish after all, you're going home."
"Wait. So there really is some form of life on the sun,...hmm,... . So it's like a space race then?"
"Sure, I guess it's kind of like a space race. An intergalactic space race to save the universe, and probably be stuck in near death situations countless times. Sounds fun!"
"Well, what have we got to lose, right?"
The captain looks at you with a skeptical look:"A lot, actually. A lot,..."
You laugh uneasily.
"I'm just messing with you!"
He turns to the rest of the crew who had been intently listening in on the conversation :"For 'heelal'!!"
"For 'heelal'!!", the rest of the crew chanted.
"What's 'heelal'?", you ask.
"That means 'the universe' in the language of our ancestors who originated from an African tribe on your very planet.", explains Zander.
"Wait, so that means your people were originally from earth?"
"That's correct."
"How fascinating,..."
"Captain!Captain!!!"
A being of about your size with magenta tentacles instead of feet and dark green spots covering a violet torso came bursting through the pair of double doors that lead into the dining hall.
"What's wrong Torg?", asked the captain.
"Sir. We're heading straight for an unmapped wormhole!"
"And,..."
"Well, captain. It's like nothing we've ever seen.
At that precise moment as though the whole thing was rehearsed an unforgivingly malicious shadow engulfed the ship. The entire room let out a collective gasp. An EMP wave pulsed gently in a ring-like manor from within the mouth of the swirling scarlet portal momentarily shorting the cruisers entire electrical system. Electrical system?! You put your hands to the base of your neck drawing in a huge breath, cheeks bulging with air like a chipmunk transporting a mouthful of acorns.
"Don't worry,", the captain assures you,", the back-up life-support-system runs solely on oxygen produced botanically.
"But how? You would have to fill the entire ship with plants to produce enough oxygen for as many people as you have here on your ship.
"Hmmm, you sure are a curious little fellow, aren't you?"
"Well, it's just all so overwhelming isn't it? I mean, there are so many species of intelligent beings and plants and natural occurring phenomenon that humans alike don't even know about. Wouldn't you be interested in all that kind of stuff if you were in my shoes right now?"
"I suppose so. But back to your question,..."
"Captain!,..", a slender-looking alien that resembles a wingless bat calls as he muscles his way through the crowd that is now looking through the window, entranced at the sight of the nearing ring of red and blue sparks. It appears to lead into a bodiless tube of swirling strands of intertwining light. The furry extraterrestrial approached the displaced group.
"Sir, the EMP did quite a number on the generators, it's going to take some time getting them up and running again. There's no way we can start the engines in time to pull away from this one. It looks like we're just going to have to ride it out."
"Kid."
"Yeah?"
"You might want to hold on to something.,..."
The sudden discoloration in the captains face isn't to reassuring.
"Oh, and one more thing. Don't keep your eyes...,"
But it was too late. The deafening sound of a high-pitched humming, the kind that your high-tuned ears as a toddler pick up from their crib in the nursery, fills the entire void of space seeping into the tunnel that can move any object passing through it, through time, and space,...

What will you do?
Keep your eyes closed(p.)     Keep your eyes open(p.11)