The annoying burps started during her first cup of silly elixir. The smooth-tasting liquid at least soothed her nerves. For the first time in six days following her abduction by the aliens, she was relaxed and content. She glanced at her forearm and ran her fingers across the bruise they’d caused when they shoved a tube under her skin. The puncture mark had healed but Bronto said that was because of Birmon. She hadn’t known. As a matter of fact she couldn’t remember anything that day after the gunfire. Bronto said she was so weak when he carried her to his hut and laid her down, she’d slept for two days. If she hadn’t yanked the tube from her arm when she’d tried escaping the species she’d be sleeping permanently. “Are you all right, Ivy?” Bronto asked. “Yes.” Rather than turn around and face him where he lay on his side propped on his arm, she shivered at the remembrance of the torture the aliens instilled. The pain in their brutal grips while dragging her to the cave hadn’t compared to the pain when they’d jabbed the tube into her arm and dug around for a vein.
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