A close encounter. Short fic written for a writing challenge.
(Author's Note circa 2006: This was originally written in 2000 for a friend's website. The website would issue a writing challenge, or stimulus, every week. This was written for the stimulus "Midiron phasmid nagor snithe byous pollent turkle dight alquifou lareabell iotize gowkit." You can check out the currently inactive website at http://www.chaoseed.com/btr/sbp/ )
I heard voices. They were all around me.
"Kittle hut fwizzle kuku ni huysaches."
I opened my eyes groggily. The light stung them as they opened.
"Yukka ikil popyi teroro."
I tried to bring my arm up to shield my eyes from the light. I found that I could not. Some metallic bindings held them fast to the platform I was laying on. I struggled weakly. A cold hand suddenly grasped my arm. I looked down and saw the blue-skinned hand holding my arm still.
"Ajus te mondeng jittol."
I saw my captor hold up a syringe filled with a green liquid. The needle glistened in the light. His companion shook his head.
"Midiron phasmid nagor snithe byous pollent turkle dight alquifou lareabell iotize gowkit."
It plunged the needle into my arm.
I felt the liquid flowing through my body. Its very passage
caused my muscles to go numb.
I tried to scream, but my mouth did not respond.