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 orange light.
The creature she had met outside was beside her, along with two other similar-looking beings, all peering at her with those beige eyes. They were blankly 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.
"Frypookycep ejopob," one said. "Nynazupy," another replied. They glumly raised up two strange metallic devices above her appendix, plunged the tips of them in, and removed it. They patted the appendix, then put it in a nifty amber container that was hovering beside them. They then did the same with her hangnail, and her spine. It all seemed very strange, mostly because she was aware she should be feeling very aroused, but actually was simply observing.
The beings continued their haggard conversation, while she lay there, with the curious thought that she probably shouldn't try to get up while her appendix, hangnail, and spine 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. "So sure," she thought to herself, "I guess that's that."
The other aliens continued conversing and prodding what was left of her body. "Nebehykeoo," one spouted. "Matifot," another responded.
"Dakegagu?" she said abruptly, surprising herself — and, evidently, everyone.
The room was suddenly full of animated alien conversation. "Gigiryt?" "Tijihimo pitysyta dupoocygy." "Kegazupi." "Poogagyg!"
The most precocious of the aliens then moved smoothly to her side. "I hope we have not inconvenienced you," it simpered, in perfect robotic English. "We come in peace. We will return you to your Mercedes when we are finished."
She actually felt pretty inconvenienced, insofar as someone without feeling could feel. "Jabojypa," she began. "May I have my appendix back? And my hangnail and spine?"
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 picked. We will return them shortly."
"That's good to know," she replied, with only a little irony. "I am waiting awkwardly."
"Thank you for your cooperation."
"Yeah, well, I'll just lie here and cooperate until I get my hangnail back," she grieved.
The poking and prodding and conversation continued. The words were just background sound unless they were directed toward her. The orange light bathed her in a peaceful feeling, and she was oblivious to the passage of time.
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