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terribly secure about taking off in a space ship without seat restraints.
It didn t help that the alien pilot sat down in front of the console and simply stared at it for
many long moments clearly unfamiliar with the controls. Finally, he almost seemed to start
punching buttons at random.
It was the strange bucking motion the craft executed that clued her to his lack of familiarity.
She would ve protested but by the time she realized he didn t have any more clue of what he
was doing than she would have, it was too late. Her tongue was glued to the roof of her mouth
and her throat had collapsed with terror. She grabbed the potato monster next to her, digging her
claws into it.
The potato monster squealed and started slapping at her with its stubby fingered hands.
It brought her to an awareness of what she was doing and she let go of it, grasping her hands
together in her lap instead. Sorry!
She was pretty sure it didn t understand. It began gabbling at her in a way that convinced her
it was using profanity and shuffled down to the other end of the wedge. Cara looked at the ant-
like alien that got shoved against her and shrugged.
The thing winked at her!
Unnerved by that, she decided to ignore it and focus on trying not to have a nervous
breakdown. She was aided in that decision by the fact that Blondie managed to get the door of
the hanger open and shot the small craft through the opening fast enough to plaster her to the
wall.
There must be some gravity, she decided besides what seemed to be inside the craft itself.
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Or maybe that was from the gravity of the craft?
Either way it was uncomfortable enough to hold her entire attention for several minutes.
When the discomfort finally passed, she looked toward Blondie and discovered there was either
a window all the way around the tiny craft or it had three hundred sixty degrees of viewing
screens. She could see enough space to make her stomach cave in. The light of a red sun filtered
through the front, but there was a large ball suspended in the darkness between the sun and the
ship. For a handful of seconds Cara s heart leapt with joy! They were taking her home!
Then her heart fell to her toes.
This was absolutely, definitely not Earth!
She d seen enough pictures of Earth from the moon to know what it was supposed to look
like.
Besides the fact that Earth only had one moon and she could see two.
And another sun just peaking from behind the big orange one.
Skepticism flooded her for a handful of moments. Wasn t this just a little much? All sorts of
different aliens? A binary solar system? And a world that had at least two moons?
It seemed way more like something that would come out of a Hollywood imagination than
something that could actually happen in real life.
On the other hand, who did she know that was capable of such an elaborate trick?
Nobody.
Of course she could have just been randomly picked & .
No. It didn t wash. She d started out in her bed.
The world they were clearly approaching looked less like Earth the closer they got
especially when they got close enough to get a good look at the architecture/village and the
aliens running screaming in every direction.
Potato people!
Cara glanced sharply at the alien she d mauled and saw that it was staring intently at the
screen or port, whichever it was.
They didn t go in for a landing. Instead, Blondie kept flying low over the terrain, obviously
searching. They found another village and then another in all a dozen different villages and
aliens that looked like some of her fellow lab rats. Others (the lab rats) obviously weren t
natives to this world either.
Cara had a bad feeling they were all about to become residents, though.
She was very unhappy when it seemed she was right and Blondie began to descend toward an
open field. He set the ship down with a thump that nearly gave Cara whiplash. Getting up, he
made his way to the back and opened the rear door. At once, the air invaded and Cara began
coughing. Fear lanced through her, but she realized all of them had been in the same
environment when they d been captured. The air couldn t be poisonous even if it was hard for
her to breathe.
The other lab rats seemed reluctant to get out. Blondie helped them, hauling them up and
pitching them unceremoniously out the door. Thus prompted, Cara got up. She rather thought
she d like to leave on her own steam than to be thrown out, however unhappy she was about
having to get out on an alien world.
Blondie caught her arm and shook his head. Stay.
Cara blinked at him, unsure of whether it was a good thing or a bad thing that he wasn t
putting her out with the others. But then she had noticed there weren t any people on the planet
that looked like her. Maybe he had? You re going to take me home? she asked hopefully.
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He frowned.
It seemed a frown of displeasure rather than incomprehension and Cara was even more
uneasy.
He shut the door and pulled her along with him to the front. There was a chair close to where
he d ripped the other out. He released her arm and pointed to it.
She sat down and searched for restraints. There didn t seem to be anything but a seatbelt but
she felt better having that.
Searching her mind, she abruptly recalled something about kidnappers wanting to distance
themselves from their victims to keep from relating to them and that it was a good thing to try to
make them acknowledge that you were a person. She touched her chest. Cara.
The alien studied her a moment and then reached over and examined her breasts with both
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