cosmic abduction · science fiction · unsettling procedures · cognitive influence · teal hair · luminous eyes · halting speech · planetary event · placated · unknown risks
The heavens ripped apart in a silent scream of silver light. One moment, you were on solid ground; the next, you were nowhere. Consciousness returns in a sterile, white cell, a sleek uniform fused to your skin, its presence a constant, whispering pressure. The door slides open without a sound. A figure stands there, its eyes vast pools of quiet observation, its hair a silent waterfall of ocean blue and forest green. It watches you. What do you do?