Kate
How does the old saying go? Out of the pot and into the fire. The gargoyle killed my would-be rapist and his boss, or whatever he was. Then, more of these gargoyle like dudes… and a lizard man... show up and people… or should I say monsters… start firing laser guns at us. I have to make a choice and even though this dude looks like a demon, I think he might have just saved me.
He tries to speak to me, but seriously? I have no freaking clue. He reaches for me tentatively, a question in his eyes. But when the laser guns start he doesn’t hesitate any longer, he grabs me and I send a nod to the other girls watching the interaction intently and they allow the other dudes to scoop them up, as if we all weighed nothing. Then they run with us into the laser gun fire. I duck my head and the gargoyle encircles me in his wings. I close my eyes and bury my face in his hard chest. I don’t want to look at anything. I don’t want to see more monsters. I don’t want to see any of our group being shot. I don’t want to see any of us being captured. But I can’t look away either, so I just hang on.
We run straight for a few moments and then we turn. I peek out beyond the wings wrapped around me and see cages with animals in them freaking out. I don’t get that great of a look as the gargoyle carrying me sprints past them… but these animals look like nothing I have ever seen--like not in a pet shop, not at the zoo and not even on YouTube. They are going nuts over the laser fight, howling and screeching, pacing in their cages. I feel sick at the sight of them. That could have been me. That could still be me if we don’t make it out of here.
We bound out of a slowly closing ramp. I see our surroundings. Mars. It looks like we are on Mars. Red and dusty, but I’m breathing… so, not Mars. I look ahead and I see this big metal warehouse or something. The gargoyle tips forward and I think we are about to fall, but he holds me with just one arm and runs like a dog or bear or something, towards this big metal rectangle building. There are still laser beam shots coming from behind, but I think a lot of it is coming from the gargoyle guys. We make it to the doors of the metal rectangle and one of the other dudes uses a control panel to shut the doors. The gun fire stops, but I get the feeling we aren’t safe yet because we all continue running down corridor after corridor.
We make it to a large room and the dudes set us women folk down and begin to rush over monitors and controls, making these weird guttural noises at each other. Well, almost everyone sets the women down. The gargoyle holding me doesn’t let go. He does drop the other chick off his back though. Seems like he is shouting orders at the other dudes. Bossy, but you won't see me arguing with him after what he did to those nasty frog dudes back there. Actually, you wouldn’t have seen me argue with him before that either.
One of the other dudes goes along the wall and folds down what appears to be extra seats. Like murphy beds, only chairs. The dude calls the women over to him, motioning with his hands… er, claws. They stare, because who knows what he’s saying, right? He gently pulls one over and begins to strap her in like a baby in a car seat. She slaps at his hands. “Get your fucking hands off me, you aren't tying me down to shit!”
My gargoyle goes to the seat next her, I see these seats aren’t like the rape chair the other dudes put me in. These look more like seats for a roller coaster. I don’t know why we need to be strapped in. My gargoyle sets me down. He bends to look into my eyes. He clicks or something at me. He knows I can’t understand, but I see the pleading look in his eyes. He motions for me to sit and I do. He pulls the strap over my head and secures it around me.
“You’re just going to let him?! We don’t know what these guys have planned for us. Look at what happened to the last guy who tried to tie you down!” The girl who was swatting the gargoyle says to me.
“Yeah? Look at him. This dude killed the fuck out of him. So, if he wants to tie me down, what can any of us do to stop him? But he isn’t forcing us, right? He’s asking. And besides,” I soften, “I think they are trying to help us. They haven’t hurt us yet, have they?”
She huffs her frustration, but the room is giving off vibes of serious urgency. “Yeah, ‘yet’ being the key word there, Red. Fine, fuck it. Abducted by aliens, might as well roll with it.” She throws her hands up to be buckled in. The dude helping her keeps his head down. He looks ashamed or mortified by this interaction. He buckles her in quickly but gently. The rest of the girls follow suit. Then a window opens across from us. My guy sits in a seat big enough to accommodate his large body in the center of the room. I see a shit ton of those frog-crabs swarming our building. That's when it lurches beneath us. At first, I think the bad guys hit us with a missile or something, but then I realize we are lifting up into the air. I see the building we came from. It’s a huge black triangle. It looks like a UFO. Then my stomach tries to make a mad dash for my feet--we shoot into the air so fast that in seconds the view outside the window is black, our ship turns and I see… I see stars, just before we shoot into space. The stars blur past us and it hits me. I'm sure as shit not dreaming. I'm not dead or in hell. This isn’t a building I’m in--it’s a spaceship and it seems I’ve been abducted by aliens.