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vessel might be, but she could only assume it was massive, remembering the size of the cargo hold where she'd regained consciousness.
                After a while, she took her bowl and cup over to the yellow box and hit the blue button as she'd been instructed. A small panel slid aside, revealing a slot for her to place her dishes. After leaving them there, she went around the pallet and found the door to where she'd seen a sink. As the panel slid aside, she stared at the small inner compartment.
                "Okay, Merry. Since you're going to be staying here for quite some time, it's time you figured out how everything works, then get some rest."
                She had no idea it would take her nearly an hour to figure out the toilet.
     

Chapter Five
    Well
     
     
                She was on the verge of falling asleep, but a nagging headache prevented her from resting. She didn't need a doctor to know she was having to pay for her love of caffeine, and it had been some time since she'd last enjoyed a cup of coffee. Rubbing her temples didn't help either. She was about write it off and suffer in silence, praying it wouldn't last long, when she sensed someone coming into her room.
                "You need not awaken. I am here to check your injuries," it spoke before she could question its motives.
                Something cold touched her chin where she'd fallen on it. Bleary-eyed, Meredith looked up at the creature bent over her.
                Shock and fear instantly placed every nerve ending on edge. She sat up so quickly, she nearly bumped into the alien holding what appeared to be a piece of gauze. Unfortunately, there was nowhere to retreat. She stared wide-eyed at the creature and tried to remain calm. "Who are you?" she finally managed ask.
                "I am Sedilar. I am a...medic."
                Sedilar was also the spitting image of a praying mantis, only much taller, and red instead of green. And with ten appendages rather than six.
                Meredith closed her eyes and willed her galloping heart to slow down. She knew she had to stop thinking these things were harmful, but it was difficult, if not impossible, to eradicate the television shows and movies, as well as documentaries where alien abductions were portrayed as a person's worst nightmare.
                The gauze touched her chin again. She felt the creature lightly dab more of the cold stuff.
                "It is always difficult to assimilate in the beginning. Give it time, and your fears will ease."
                "H-has anyone ever refused to leave here once their time was up?"  Now, where did that question come from?
                 She thought she heard a chuckle. "Yes. We have had products who preferred to remain with us."
                "Did you let them?"
                "In a few cases, yes. But, eventually, they had to leave."
                "Why?"
                Sedilar didn't answer. Meredith opened her eyes to see the medic running a device over her arms and legs. After a short while, it replaced the device in the pouch slung over its head that she hadn't noticed, and reached for her knee. Another piece of gauze-like material was used to daub more cold stuff on her shin.
                "Better?"
                "Uhh, yeah. Thanks."
                "My readings show you are having internal problems, correct?" The thing tapped the top of its triangular head.
                "I'm fine, thank you."
                The medic tilted its head almost one hundred-eighty degrees. "You are in pain," it insisted more firmly. "I am here to help. Tell me what kind of pain."
                The throbbing continued to worsen, forcing her to squint against the pinpoint of light suddenly shining in her