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A Closer Encounter

She must have passed out. Human had no recollection of how she got here, but she was lying on a table in a round room bathed in very bright magenta light.

The creature she had met outside was beside her, along with seven other similar-looking beings, all peering at her with those periwinkle eyes. They were boisterously conversing in the strange language she had heard earlier.

She was feeling no fear; in fact, she felt nothing. She was just watching everything, like those out-of-body experiences she had read about.

"Phadulitik oonookub," one said. "Kabejije," another replied. They primly raised up two strange metallic devices above her spleen, plunged the tips of them in, and removed it. They expanded the spleen, then put it in an old fuchsia container that was hovering beside them. They then did the same with her little toe, and her ear. It all seemed very strange, mostly because she was aware she should be feeling very frustrated, but instead was simply observing.

The beings continued their contented conversation, while she lay there, with the curious thought that she probably shouldn't try to get up while her spleen, little toe, and ear were missing. Meanwhile, one of the aliens lightly touched the side of the container, and her body parts were automatically whisked away and out of sight. "Glaack," she thought to herself, "I guess that's that."

The other aliens continued conversing and prodding what was left of her body. "Dejoogegyo," one chimed. "Pecugyb," another responded.

"Lediwoone?" she said abruptly, surprising herself — and, evidently, everyone.

The room was suddenly full of animated alien conversation. "Gyjovyt?" "Monayuka calasyto joobegybo." "Cumoowynoo." "Gopooyug!"

The most dapper of the aliens then moved sympathetically to her side. "I hope we have not inconvenienced you," it began, in perfect robotic English. "We come in peace. We will return you to your Mitsubishi Galant when we are finished."

She actually felt pretty inconvenienced, insofar as someone without feeling could feel. "Poonojeku," she ranted. "May I have my spleen back? And my little toe and ear?"

She realized that there was no language being used to communicate. All were understanding each other without the need to translate.

"They are currently in the lab, being cracked. We will return them shortly."

"That's good to know," she replied, with only a little irony. "I am waiting solemnly."

"Thank you for your cooperation."

"Yeah, well, I'll just lie here and cooperate until I get my little toe back," she phrased.

The poking and prodding and conversation continued. The words were just background music unless they were directed toward her. The magenta light bathed her in a peaceful feeling, and she was oblivious to the passage of time.

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