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A Closer Encounter

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

The creature he had met outside was beside him, along with seven other similar-looking beings, all peering at him with those jade eyes. They were tearfully conversing in the strange language he had heard earlier.

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

"Ghomoobujoj ujymak," one said. "Popazegoo," another replied. They effortlessly raised up two strange metallic devices above his face, plunged the tips of them in, and removed it. They swirled the face, then put it in a soft aqua container that was hovering beside them. They then did the same with his abdomen, and his tongue. It all seemed very strange, mostly because he was aware he should be feeling very reassured, but instead was simply observing.

The beings continued their shy conversation, while he lay there, with the curious thought that he probably shouldn't try to get up while his face, abdomen, and tongue were missing. Meanwhile, one of the aliens lightly touched the side of the container, and his body parts were automatically whisked away and out of sight. "WTF," he thought to himself, "I guess that's that."

The other aliens continued conversing and prodding what was left of his body. "Nigujonuo," one ranted. "Nubayin," another responded.

"Kigyruky?" he said abruptly, surprising himself — and, evidently, everyone.

The room was suddenly full of animated alien conversation. "Cogusub?" "Nicivupi tatezelu pymoojoobu." "Lupocooty." "Jajooyoj!"

The most dignified of the aliens then moved fiercely to his side. "I hope we have not inconvenienced you," it smirked, in perfect robotic English. "We come in peace. We will return you to your school bus when we are finished."

He actually felt pretty inconvenienced, insofar as someone without feeling could feel. "Koolyjedoo," he requested. "May I have my face back? And my abdomen and tongue?"

He 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 baked. We will return them shortly."

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

"Thank you for your cooperation."

"Yeah, well, I'll just lie here and cooperate until I get my abdomen back," he yawned.

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

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