ALIEN ABDUCTION (Captured by Aliens) Read Online Free PDF

There was no one else to help them but her.
     
    Ebony
cast a quick glance behind her at Fallon, wanting to make sure she could keep
him in sight.  “Where are you taking us?” she asked. 
     
    “You
wouldn’t have heard of it.  Keep moving.  Don’t fall behind,” Fallon commanded.
     
    Ebony
cast her gaze ahead.  She tried to see if she could spot any identifying marks
on the surrounding tunnel, but the rough red brick forming the walls appeared
smoothly jointed and solid.  She couldn’t see much past the circle of light
from the lantern held by the man at the front of the line, but there were no
twists or turns and no tunnels veering off from their path.  If they’d passed
any other corridors, they had done so while she’d been unconscious.
     
    It didn’t
look like there was going to be any other way out of here.
     
    She
glanced over her shoulder at Fallon again.  “Don’t you want to know my name?”
     
    His voice
grew louder.  “Do I need to put your gag back on, woman?”
     
    She
sighed.  “My name is Ebony.  Ebony Raines.”
     
    He
grabbed her shoulder and stopped her, and then snatched up the gag resting
around her neck and pushed it back over her mouth.
     
    Ebony
clenched her teeth.  So much for just talking any information out of him.
     
    “Walk.  Faster. 
Or I’m going to carry you again,” he said, shoving her forward once more.
     
    Ebony
caught up to the line, following obediently.  The stench in the air grew
fainter--or, disturbingly, perhaps she was beginning to grow accustomed to the
smell.
     
    It took
her a few moments to realize that fresher air now moved past her from up ahead. 
As they walked, the air grew damper and cooler, smelling of salt and water--like
the ocean.
     
    Just for
a moment, even as she marched captive through this awful place, Ebony’s mind
was filled with thoughts of things she had not seen for so long--like the ocean. 
     
    She
raised her head and sniffed the air again, and her spirits began to rise a
little.  After nearly a year of being a prisoner within solid stone walls, and
barely seeing the sky, was she about to see the ocean again?  Even if it was
the ocean of another planet?
     
    Then they
rounded a corner and the blinding light of day pierced the blackness of their
surroundings like a spotlight.  The mouth of the tunnel, clearly delineated up
ahead, promised refuge.
     
    The men
gathered near the bright opening and one by one set down their female captives
at the edge of the sewer tunnel.  The women quickly huddled together with quiet
sobs of desperation, patting each other’s shoulders and holding each other
close
     
    Wind
blasted through the entrance, ruffling through her hair.  Ebony breathed
deeply, refreshed by the clean ocean air.  But then, as she watched, two of the
men walked side by side to the brightly lit opening and--in the blink of an eye--dropped
out of sight.
     
    Her
stomach knotted.  She wanted desperately to ask Fallon what was going on, but
the gag prevented her from pelting him with questions.  She could just rip it
off with her hands, but she worried that he might retaliate against her in some
way--or against the other women captives. 
     
    And so
Ebony forced herself to wait.  And wait.
     
    Eventually,
the other men began to fasten leather harnesses around the other women,
buckling them tightly into the rigs even as the women cried out and begged to
be let go.  But when Fallon began strapping a harness around Ebony’s chest and
waist, carefully positioning the straps around her breasts and butt, she
remained still and silent--even though he took much more time to make the
adjustments than he really needed.  He crouched down to pull more straps up
between her legs, and her only thought was the desire to kick him right in the
face.
     
    Stooped
down at her crotch, his head bent as he worked to secure the harness around her
body, he paused and looked up at her.  It was as if he sensed the