These things tend to be short pieces that may or may not be the beginning of something else. Originally they were 101 words only. I’m less strict about that now. They dont always finish, I just like to try and evoke a certain feeling or scene.
Alan awoke slowly. It was not something he was used to given that most days started abruptly with a 5.00am alarm. Being rudely awakened was usually immediately followed by contemplative wondering as to why he had not tried harder in school and a subsequent desire to be anywhere but where he was so this was a nice change.
So pleasant was the experience of waking naturally and finding himself greeted by a soft warm light filling the room that the unfamiliar surroundings did not seem to trouble him one bit. As his eyes grew accustomed to the brightness he realised that he was not at home in his own bed. He looked around and all he could make out were stark white walls on each side and an equally plain ceiling above. Confused, but not alarmed, he tried to sit up but found himself unable to do so. He was covered in what appeared to be a plain white sheet and despite feeling no restraints he lay quite motionless with the exception of the ability to move his neck and look about.
“Hello” he shouted. There was no echo. He waited. No response. “Hello, is anybody there?”
No reply came though the light did seem to brighten a little. He strained again to sit up, this time even a little grunt but he remained exactly where he was and chose instead to lay his head back down and stare at the ceiling.
All the usual thoughts you would expect to think upon finding yourself in such a place went through his head and he realised that he had precisely no answer to any of them. More curiously though he didn’t seem to care particularly. He was warm and comfortable and he felt quite at peace. After a while considering his surroundings the lights once again brightened, and there was a feint hiss as if someone had sneakily opened a bottle of soda. He attempted to look about but now not even his head would move.
“Hello” he offered.
A rather gruff “Snarkgarblevar untervardel” came the response.
Alan paused. “Er, hello” was the best he could muster.
The voice spoke again but this time seemed to transition from completely unintelligible to something that sounded very much like his second grade school teacher Mr Bloom. “Snarkgarblevar unter…senses..and you should find this mostly painless.”
The lights brightened again and he suddenly felt rather less comfortable. Lying quite still he caught movement in the corner of his eye and then without warning everything stopped making sense. Assuming any of it already was.
Stood before him, around seven foot tall and in a most vivid hue of blue was a creature that was most definitely not from round his way. Thick fur covered its body from head to foot and it had bright yellow eyes set deep in a face that had nothing that you could assume as a nose but had plenty of what you knew were teeth. Long sharp white teeth arranged in a deep red mouth in such a way that left you in no doubt that they were something to be feared and were not just for smiling pleasantly or gently nibbling on fruits, nuts and berries.
The sight of the creature combined with the words “mostly painless” made his bowels instantly grumble.
“Oh now come on” the creature insisted “no need to be so concerned this will be over in no time at all.”
Alan began to breathe rather heavily as it drew near.
“I am Doctor Berlastio” it said quite matter of fact. “And I will be taking charge of your probing today.”
“Oh good God” Alan exclaimed already attempting to clench his non responding bottom. “Must you really?” In no time at all he seemed to have accepted the fact of the being before him and was now more occupied with its desire to take a peek inside him.
“Oh absolutely I must” it insisted, the large rows of teeth still very much on show. “It’s all part of the programme you see, we simply must.”
“Programme?” Alan asked still attempting to find any part of his body – other than his head – that might respond to his orders to move.
“Oh Yes, yes. All very important. It’s the reason we’re here you see.” The Doctor answered. He seemed surprisingly willing to share the reasons for what Alan assumed was going to be most unpleasant, and whilst he had no previous experience of aliens of any description he had most definitely not expected them to be so forthcoming and polite.
“Er…” Alan hesitated. Perhaps if he kept it talking he might find a way out of this. “And why exactly are you here?” he asked.
The doctor paused and then his smile turned into something wholly more sinister looking. His fur seemed to bristle and his eyes narrowed.
“I shall let you into a little secret I think” it answered, “You wont remember any of this when we pop you back down on Earth anyway.”
Alan wanted to answer, to protest, but now found himself now unable to speak. Now no part of him responded.
Berlastio grinned. “We need somewhere to incubate our larvae obviously. Now lie back and relax, we will have you back in bed before your alarm goes off.”