User blog:Sydneygb/Bludd's Personal Journal: 21 February 2016

(The following entry is in a blank book provided to Bludd by his captors.)

21 February, 2016

Never a dull moment. Now I can add 'kidnapped by aliens' to the list of weird-ass shit that's happened to me. Time travel, insane cyborgs, artificially intelligent troop carriers, and zombie monkeys weren't enough. Oh, no. Now I'm stuck in a cell with Kimber Benton. It's going about as well as you might expect.

I've never seen these things that have us held captive, but they seem to be at least partly robotic. The talkative one's over nine feet, hovering on a beam of energy, near as I can figure it, with a bunch of tentacles and at least two faces. It wants to study us, see how we 'react to various stimuli'. Can't wait to see what it has in mind. It did furnish the cell when I asked for it. We at least have beds to sleep on now. The other alien seems more robotic, but my guess is it's just a guard. Hasn't said anything to us yet.

Kimber is as calm as a typhoon about the situation. Screaming and flailing about solve all problems, naturally, except that they don't. The logic isn't strong in this one. Though I suppose she's not used to being kept captive. I've been in cells far too many times. Hopefully she'll settle down some.

I've no plans for getting out of here yet. For the moment, the alien seems happy to make us comfortable and watch us. I can live with that. But only for the moment. Providing Kimber doesn't drive me insane in the next forty-eight hours.