they felt like plastic but they must have been some strong alloy for he
could not move them ever so slightly even with all of his strength.
“Don’t bother,”
the alien remarked, “Anyways, you are not a prisoner and you will be set free
after a few more tests. Tests for which I needed you fully awake and
conscious.”
“Free to go back
to my own people?” Roofus asked. He tried to remember how he got here.
“Umm…” the alien
replied, “Sorry fellow, that is upto the military personnel. I am just a
scientist. By the way, I am Tabulan Molan, chief scientist of this Mercurian
Fleet.” The alien looked down on him and his face muscles twitched in what
seemed like a grin.
Roofus stared at
his face for a few seconds. Not that he had any choice in the matter, he could
only look up straight or close his eyes and this Tabulan was leaning over him.
Roofus had never seen this race of aliens before but they did not look much different,
as far as their physiology was concerned, from many different aliens he had
seen or even not too different from the Nestorians themselves. He had a round
head, a bluish face, two eyes, one nose, one mouth and through the corner of
his eyes he saw two hands.
“I am Roofus
Bolfus, I am Nestorian…” Roofus hesitated for a few seconds then said, “a
Nestorian Explorer. Why did you kidnap me?”
The alien
scientist laughed.
“They told me you
are a scout or a spy or something,” he said, “makes no difference to me. You
are a subject for my experiments.”
“I am a guinea pig
for your experiments?” Roofus was incredulous.
“Call it a guinea
fish, we use those for experiments from where we come from,” Tabulan replied.
Then he walked away and Roofus heard him fumbling with wires and instruments.
Roofus only hoped there was no pain in the experiments. A thought suddenly
occurred to him: how was he communicating with this alien.
“How are we
talking?” Roofus called out.
“Ah I see what you
mean,” Tabulan said while he attached a couple of wires to Roofus’ legs, “We
modified the mini-translation boxes implanted in your ears. I am talking in
Mercurians, you are hearing in Nestorian. We just added our language to the others
your technicians had installed. It was an easy task because quite frankly your
instruments are quite…primitive.”
Roofus did not
like the way the Mercurian said the word ‘primitive’ but he could not deny that
at least their spaceship technology was far in advance of Nestorians. The Mercurian
scientist meanwhile was busy attaching wires and electrodes to various places
on Roofus’ body.
“Just relax
fellow,” the scientist said, “You won’t feel the pain.”
“That’s a saving
grace,” Roofus commented wryly but either the Mercurian did not understand his
sarcasm or just ignored it. He was now finished with his task of attaching
wires and had gone back to a nearby desk and was twisting some knobs.
A few seconds
later, Roofus heard beeping and he also felt electricity run across his body. Few
years ago he would have yelled in pain but as a spy he had been trained to
withstand pain if caught and interrogated. Suddenly the electric voltage spiked
and Roofus shrieked in pain. The scientist turned his head in surprise and shut
off the current the next second.
“I apologize for
that,” Tabulan said walking over and leaning over Roofus, “I really do. But
your body chemistry is really different and we have not fully understood it
yet. But that test is done.”
“Why didn’t you do
the tests on the earlier Nestorians whom you kidnapped? Why Me?” Roofus asked.
“We have, but
unfortunately most of them perished during the testing,” Tabulan said and
Roofus’ eyes swelled with anger. Tabulan saw the fury and quickly added, “I
assure you it was not very painful for them. Our knowledge of chemistry is
superb and unparalleled in the entire galaxy, though even we make some errors
when dealing with a completely new chemical