Hello All:
Happy Monday!
We've reached the very last story ever written in the Dana Gets Abducted by Aliens series. Released throughout 2015 and 2016, the stories were eventually unpublished due to undesirable content. The same holds true for numerous other short stories. In the future, similar stories will go through a clean-up and re-release.
For today, let's learn the details of when the aliens gave Dana her second baby.
It was New Year's Eve in 2010, a happy time for Dana and her husband Mike. Even Katie, their alien child who had been plagued with one developmental challenge after another, was finally coming around—mostly normal. She was merged into regular academic classes with her peers. Katie was fully adjusted to her ADHD medication, and receiving tutoring to help cope with her learning disabilities. Speech was nearly normal. As for wetting the bed, the episodes mostly cleared up.
As for Mike, he was getting older and his alcoholism and drug abuse was subsiding. Things were becoming fairly normal for the family. The holiday season of 2010/2011 was a joyous time for Dana.
Then came New Years Eve. With the family on track to being normal for a change, they hosted a celebration in their home with a few dozen family and friends. Food and pastries were catered in. With it there was plenty of booze to be enjoyed by all, even Mike—he didn't actually quit drinking, just cut way back. At the stroke of midnight; Mike, his brothers and friends all went outside to light fireworks. People came outside on the deck to watch while toasting in the New Year.
But it was the fireworks, Dana believed, that were responsible for calling the aliens back to reek more havoc in her life. At one point during the backyard fireworks display, a sky rocket took off for the sky. Apparently it was a dud. It never exploded or emitted brilliant showers of smoke. Instead, it took off higher and higher into the sky and eventually turned a brilliant green. The green light flickered and strobed in such a way that it momentarily reminded Dana of the alien spaceship from decades ago that signaled itself to her from the sky.
Dana froze in terror while observing the flickering sky rocket that never exploded. The green light strobed the exact, same pattern that Dana remembered from years ago. It was intelligible, and she knew its meaning. It meant that within a matter of hours, she would receive another unwelcomed visit from beings of another world.
"Ugghhhhh?????" Dana cried out with trembling lips. "Not again!"
"What are you talking about?" shouted her husband, Mike, from a distance. "That was the first dud for the evening."
People nearby laughed.
Dana nervously laughed with them. She certainly couldn't confess to being a victim of regular alien abductions. And it was the last time that Dana would laugh for the evening. Throughout the remainder of the party, she stayed mostly quiet. She was angry and very disappointed. Just when Dana was beginning to believe that the bizarre life of chronic alien abductions had ended, it looked like it was going to return.
"Is everything okay?" asked Dana's sister, Lisa, towards the end of the evening. Both were in the kitchen. Lisa was helping Dana clean up. And if you recall, Lisa was with Dana on that fateful night of her first alien abduction. The reader remembers the incident in the northern woods of Michigan?—yes?
"I think I'm just tired." answered Dana.
"It was the green firework, wasn't it?" suggested Lisa with a smile. "It reminded you of something."
Dana sighed. "I don't want to start with that right now."
"I'm sorry, Dana." apologized Lisa. "We're just having a little fun. Come-on, it's New Year's Eve..."
***
By one o'clock in the morning all the party guests had left. Katie was sound asleep. And Mike couldn't get into bed fast enough. Initially, Dana fell asleep once her head hit the pillow. She hoped that she would be too tired to wake up in the middle of the night. But, alas, shortly after falling asleep; Dana woke up and glanced over to the alarm clock on her nightstand. The time was 2:14 am.
Dana closed her eyes and laid there for about a minute or so. She was having difficulty falling back to sleep. Maybe if she tried the reverse; maybe if she tried laying in bed with her eyes open while staring at the ceiling and fighting the urge to fall asleep, this would solve the problem. She did this for some time, but could not feel her eyes growing heavy.
"Come-on..." thought Dana to herself. She glanced over to the alarm clock and was startled to see that it was still 2:14 am.
Impossible! Twenty minutes must have passed. This "frozen time phenomenon" could mean only one thing. And just like every time before, the house was frighteningly silent. Even Mike's breathing could not be heard.
On this particular alien abduction, Dana didn't see any green lights shining through the bedroom window. Instead, the curtains rustled and the silhouette of a being could be seen from behind.
"No!" cried out Dana. "No! Please! Somebody wake up! Please, help me! Mike! Katie!"
It was no use. All she could do was lay there under some sort of sleep paralysis, except she was wide awake.
Soon Dana floated through the bedroom window and onto the spaceship. As the ship drifted up to the sky, Dana was stripped of her pajamas and laid down onto an examining table with arms and legs restrained.
Where did the aliens go with Dana?
So strange: they whisked out to the Pacific Ocean, near Seattle, where the space ship hovered over the water. And as a couple of extra terrestrials began to probe and examine her body, Dana could sense that a large group of others were actually fishing through the windows of the space ship. Yes, you read that correctly! The aliens had fishing poles and lures. They were actually catching fish through the windows of their flying saucer!
And if you think that’s strange, the music of Led Zeppelin could be heard through some audio system on the space ship. Since when do extra terrestrials listen to Led Zeppelin?
The aliens seemed excited by their catch, and they began to discuss the merits of the fish. All the while, Dana felt a sense of confusion and disorientation, unsure of what the aliens planned to do with her."We've got something!" announced one of the aliens who were fishing.
"Well reel it in!" encouraged another alien.
The winding of the fishing reel could be heard. Soon all the aliens were excited.
"What is it?" asked one.
"It's a fish!" answered another.
"Well we knew that!" nearly shouted the boss. For some reason, Dana knew he was the one in charge. "I knew it was a fish. But what kind?"
"Oh, you know what this is?" began one of the aliens. "This is a red snapper!
"OOOOOOOOOO!" exclaimed all the aliens on board the space ship.
Suddenly, Dana felt every alien eye on her. "What? What are you going to do?" she pleaded, her voice trembling.
The alien who caught the fish held it up, its scales glinting under the ship’s strange lights. "This specimen is compatible," it announced, its voice echoing in her mind.
Before Dana could react, the aliens surrounded her, their instruments whirring and clicking. She felt a cold, tingling sensation as a device pressed against her abdomen, sending a jolt of energy through her body.
The fish was placed in a containment field beside her, its gills flaring as it floated in midair. The aliens began to scan both Dana and the fish, their voices overlapping in a chorus of incomprehensible analysis.
Dana’s vision blurred. She could feel something changing inside her—an alien presence, a foreign energy. Panic rose as she realized she was powerless, a specimen in an experiment she could not understand.
Outside, the strains of Led Zeppelin’s “Moby Dick” played, the drum solo pounding in time with her racing heart.
The last thing she saw before losing consciousness was the fish’s unblinking eye, staring at her through the glass.
***
Some weeks later, Dana learned that she was pregnant. But she had no idea what kind of creature was growing inside her. As usual, the aliens had performed some kind of experiment on her. This time she was carrying a mysterious, alien-related entity.
To be continued...
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