breathing. She forced herself to relax, not to give into the panic that threatened to take over. She reached forward and her hand met the cool, smooth texture of metal. She pushed on the top and felt no give. It is okay Ember just calm down and try to remember what happened. Her mind provided her with the images of her beating and the remembered pain. Tears filled her eyes. She took inventory of her body, trying to feel the damage that had been rendered this time. She was confused. There was no pain. She moved each limb as much as she could in the space provided. She trailed her hands over her body in an attempt to find the injuries she knew were there. The panic began to renew when she realized she was naked with just a sheet covering her. She started beating of the lid of what she could only guess as a coffin. That bastard buried me alive!
She quit beating on the lid and let the tears flow. This is how I’m going to die, in the dark and alone. I wish I had never met Landon! She thought as the scream tore from her throat. She continued to scream in the deafening silence that surrounded her in her tomb. Her screams were silenced with the light that blinded her. Someone had opened the lid to the coffin. Her relief was brief when the face of a man whose face was what she could only describe as a baby face, his blue eyes peering into her own. His skin was a reddish color that only complimented the dark black of his hair that brushed his shoulders in straight layers. When he reached for her she reacted shielding herself from the blows that she was so accustomed to. In the four miserable years she had been married to Landon she had known only pain when he reached for her. How could this man be any different? Her mind had told her that he was one of the aliens the government had allowed into the country for diplomatic purposes. She had seen a few of them on the television. It also panicked her that one of them seemed to have her in some unknown place. Ridiculous images of being probed by an alien threatened her sanity. The fact that her heart skipped a couple of beats and her body actually seemed to be pleased with thoughts of the one now reaching for her doing the probing she felt embarrassed.
When his touch never came she relaxed and opened her eyes. He looked down at her in confusion before saying, “Calm, Ember. I don’t wish to cause you harm, but to remove you from the medical scanner.” His voice was deep and soothing. She nodded up at him and he backed away from the entrance. “Be patient, Ember and I will retrieve Maria. She accompanied you here and I believe you will be more comfortable speaking with a female.” She sat up as he exited and took stock of her surroundings. Strange monitors covered one wall of the room. She was sitting in a metallic coffin looking thing that immediately creeped her out. She climbed out and used the sheet to wrap around herself. The walls were bare and she couldn’t locate a door. She walked over to the only table in the room and saw her name printed on a file. She read through briefly. She wasn’t someone who knew a lot about healthcare in general, but she knew enough from television to know that she had almost died. Her mind drifted to the deep, timbered voice of the male that described a female who was knocking at deaths doors, the wail of the sirens. At the time she had prayed that the girl had lived. She was certainly glad her prayers were answered.
The sound of something moving gained her attention and she turned to see the wall had parted revealing the male who had reached for her and a female. She pulled the sheet closer to herself, her nudity coming forefront in her mind as they both entered. “Maria, Ember has regained consciousness. Do not worry about Secundus. He is all bark and no bite as you would say on Earth. Silvius will not allow any harm to come your way. We do not hurt females on Salin and Cedwin will not tolerate it on his ship either. Worry about