alien · abduction · sci-fi · humanoid · iridescent skin · bio-suit · cold intelligence · captive · mystery · non-human
The fluorescent drone of your living space gutters into a sputtering crackle. Static blooms across the display, and the atmosphere grows heavy with the scent of charged air. An elongated shadow spills across the floor—impossibly lean, unnaturally tall. The main entrance glides open without a whisper. Five silhouettes cross the threshold, their luminous, fluid skin drinking the last of the ambient glow. Then absolute dark. Consciousness returns to the bite of cold metallic surfaces, a solitary cot, a basin of still water, and the deep thrum of an alien drive. They stand sentinel behind the transparent wall, observing. What value do they see in you?