Exodus In The Order

The massive creature's roars echoed off the walls, but even in those fierce cries, if one listened attentively, they hardly covered up the fear and frustration it felt. The darkness was absolute and as the glints faintly shone through, the beast moved restlessly back and forth. The air was stale with a stench of clay and cast iron.

The creature ran its claws around the confines of its prison, producing a screeching sound that rang with defeaning echoes. Its movements grew more frenzy and from the growls came whines, and then desperate yips. It was trapped, feeling lost and endangered. A mythical creature such as it, even from the fossilizing brain it had, would never think this experience to be any close to actuality.

As its agitation grew, it started to heave, green stew dripping down its thick facial hair. And then, as exhaustion gradually took over, the ember glow shone through its hair, supposed from its eyes, began to die out as well. In the mercy of a foreign place, the creature cowered, feeling its own muscular structure suddenly slow down its movements.

And like stone weathering through seasons, the hide that used to be impenetrable once turned to a sickely grey. The petrification process began its toll as its razor-sharp teeth, claws and tusks rooting from its very being cracked and shattered. Piece by piece. With one last ear-splitting roar, the creature howled its last breath that faded to a whisper as its body crumbled to mere shards and dust.

When the dust cleared, Johnny laid on his back though the stones pressed hard into his skin. Coughing, he slowly opened his eyes hoping to see a clear sky or the ceiling in his bedroom. Maybe what happened earlier was just a bad dream, he so wished. Only, when his sight presented itself before his eyes, he couldn't help himself.

"Awhh...Fucken hell."

The spherical orb hung above the clouds now, departing from the Earth as hours went by. Any animal which would stand below the zone it recently occupied would be instantly squashed. Rocks and logs hailed from the sky. The enormous alien craft was a solid sphere, seen from miles and miles away. Strangely smooth and featureless yet resilient surface. It appeared to be bending the horizon line dipping to night, with a red that will be described the boundaries of heaven and hell. Inside, what seemed like a hollow inner structure, the orb was layered in three walls including the outer shell.

The second layer from outside was composed of many cells lined up all across just like honeycomb imprisoning hundreds of humans. Well at least, Johnny thought so as he carefully surveyed the scene through a transparent door pulsating with a purplish colour like ripples over the surface of water. Except this was an energy barrier, vibrant with high measures of energy that even when he got closer, charges of static electricity jumped towards him.

And then, in the centre of it all, caged by three rings constantly in motion, was the engine. A core of neutral essence, churning waves of strange energy that were repelled by the rings to keep the core stable, in volume and area.

That cast an otherworldly light through the walls, setting an atmosphere of dispair and no escape. Johnny looked through the force field making up the door, noticing symbols that looked like hieroglyphics floating around. His legs were still shaky and his heart pounding. And out of nowhere came into view a silver machine hovering outside the prison. With whirring sounds, the robot seemed to be shifting its surfaces and adjusting its form. A thin arm extended from its front revealing a little marble.

Johnny felt a cold shiver down his spine as the metallic arm extended the marble through the force field barrier, undesturbed. It began to glow brighter the more it got close to his face.

Soon enough, the glow flickered and whirring sounds became a high pitch. It was as if he was going through some sort of analysis, a clinical check precisely calculating his movements.

*Initiating analysing sequences

Subject: Prisoner e-12.0

Status: Male human,

Age: 15 Earth years

Heart rate: pending...

Other Physical status: vital signs - normal*

After that was done, he felt his body ease itself down after a foreign object penetrated under his skin. A much smaller marble, a third quarter of the first, shot onto his neck. A weird feeling settled, relaxing his muscle tensions. The curtains of his eyes suddenly felt heavy, threatening to close them shut. And as he now stared at the floor, at the stones and dust, it all silently turned to a blurr.

The marble's glow was dimming off, tracing hieroglyphics over its smooth surface before retracting back out the high-tech door and back into the robot. One of the thousands of monitors hovering about inside the Orb. The Mothership? They were like bumblebees of their own type, working the honeycombs. In this case scanning down their specimen in thin rays of light. Up and down.

Suddenly, the lights went on. Not in the teen's mind but the chamber. His monitor watched from afar a boy - a human sitting back on cold floor, staring straight at the ceiling. His jaw hanging down yet a smile etched on his face. A little esctacy made him count some stars. Soft chuckles and... and... everything goes black.

The robot hovered in front of the prison, its form shifting slightly but not leaving its spherical form. It emanated a soft hum sounding like a purr. With a clean surface and no features of robot eyes, it watched closely until the specimen laid flat on the floor. Until he began to snore.

*-Subject: Prisoner e-12.0

Heart rate: 128 bpm

Other physical status: normal*

It ran through the analysis reports again. The lights in the prison went out, leaving that vibrant indigo light from the core to faintly light up the chamber like twilight. And then the object revealed a holographic screen of the report. Pixels of the floating hieroglyphics rushed to complete the construction of the display. But then, after the last line reported, an additional one transitioned into view.

*Bio- index: pending...*