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 ivory light.
The creature he had met outside was beside him, along with four other similar-looking beings, all peering at him with those rose eyes. They were carefully 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.
"Klojatylen umylool," one said. "Dojewoogu," another replied. They curiously raised up two strange metallic devices above his ear, plunged the tips of them in, and removed it. They inflated the ear, then put it in a bulky golden container that was hovering beside them. They then did the same with his waist, and his heart. It all seemed very strange, mostly because he was aware he should be feeling very annoyed, but actually was simply observing.
The beings continued their lazy conversation, while he lay there, with the curious thought that he probably shouldn't try to get up while his ear, waist, and heart 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. "Puppy biscuits," he thought to himself, "I guess that's that."
The other aliens continued conversing and prodding what was left of his body. "Jogagajyoo," one informed. "Jydoogep," another responded.
"Bapehani?" he said abruptly, surprising himself — and, evidently, everyone.
The room was suddenly full of animated alien conversation. "Tyloovog?" "Kilihomoo mokuwype koojijoba." "Camooyugoo." "Mipyfyd!"
The most sleepy of the aliens then moved effortlessly to his side. "I hope we have not inconvenienced you," it invited, in perfect robotic English. "We come in peace. We will return you to your Rolls-Royce Phantom when we are finished."
He actually felt pretty inconvenienced, insofar as someone without feeling could feel. "Mobooruby," he prattled. "May I have my ear back? And my waist and heart?"
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 touched. We will return them shortly."
"That's good to know," he replied, with only a little irony. "I am waiting obediently."
"Thank you for your cooperation."
"Yeah, well, I'll just lie here and cooperate until I get my waist back," he exploded.
The poking and prodding and conversation continued. The words were just background sound unless they were directed toward him. The ivory light bathed him in a peaceful feeling, and he was oblivious to the passage of time.
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