1
A young, 5-year-old, lies in bed. Garfield covers. His room with typical toys of the 80s. He-Man and GI Joes. Neatly ordered on shelves. The newest Yamaha synthesizer piano; prominent in the background. Complaining says, ‘Please don’t leave me here, Mom. PLEASE!’. The mother insists ‘nothing is wrong’, as she proceeds to turn off the light. Now let out tears and pleading once again, ‘MOM PLEASE! THEY COME GET ME!’. The mother puts a weird face and asks ‘Who is going to come get you, Alex?’. He starts crying. Looks very briefly to his left at the window, with white shades pulled over them. He doesn’t say a word and just pulls the covers over his head. The mother closes the door and leaves. The boy cries himself to sleep.
2
As the boy wakes up from a noise. He realizes there is a strong light shining on his bed covers. A low frequency but high volume sound is outside the window. Like something hovering. He begins to cry very loud but suddenly stops. The boy hears the curtains pull. But he no longer is crying. He no longer controls his body. Limp. But not emotionless. He begins to see himself from outside the window as they open and his body floats out and into an alien spaceship. The ship emitting a bright glow. And a stream of bright light seems to channel the boy into the ship. The shape is the typical double triangle <>
3
He feels sort of awakening, feeling someone is probing his genitals. It isn’t comfortable. As he opens his eyes he realizes he’s harnessed to an operation style table. At the same time, his body continues in a sort of general parálisis but some movement is permitted. Almost like having too much gravity acting on your body for your to pull away. Like a big magnet. But you can still feel everything. A lot. The beings have elongated heads and eyes that reflect like mirrors. Typical conceptual alien. Area 51 but taller. Like 7 feet tall. They had an operation light fixated on different parts of the boy. And seemed a bit startled that the boy had opened his eyes and was looking at them. Conscious. One of them approached the boys head with their finger. The lights go dim for the boy.
4
The boy walks in a circled hallway. A man/being is giving somewhat of a tour of the ship. But they don’t talk. They use telepathy. The circular hallway was longer than what the size of the spaceship seemed from outdoors. The seeming maybe 80 - 100 feet in diameter on the inside, the hallway seemed to have somewhat of an infinite curb to it. At least a 200 feet diameter feel. He’s told he may choose to use any door.
5
Now alone in the hallway. The boy needs to use the bathroom. He opens a door and there is a urinal. The door closes behind him.
The view he sees is of the grey hull of the ship making itself holographic and transparent on the point he focuses attention on. (EXACTLY LIKE CONTACT) Outside the ship is Earth, seen from space.
6
Alex wakes up in bed, and calls his mom or dad to come to the room. It’s daylight outside. The curtains pulled up but the window is closed. The mother opens the door. ‘Not again!?’ She says and sighs angrily. The boy in shock. Doesn’t say a word. Not this time.
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Thx, much for your words! Thx for taking the time to read and write! Obliged. :)