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between a sigh and a moan—and his face seemed to shiver with pleasure.
    The monster grunted—his muscles stiffened—and some kind of sperm—some kind of reproductive filth—jetted from his swollen penis.
    The discharge—ejected with great force—was cold and thick and slimy. Resembling congealed pus, it had an offensive, suffocating smell.
    ‘In your womb,’ said a voice in my head, ‘a meat-eating animal will grow. He will love warm places—but he will hate the light.’
    The Monsters Replace Us
‘Who are you?’ I sobbed, to the monsters. ‘What are you?’ ‘We are three,’ said the voices in unison. ‘Virgin, warrior, scholar.’
‘You are not human!’ I cried.
‘Then, perhaps we are finite gods,’ said a male voice. ‘Or, perhaps we are carbon-based demons. Or....’
‘Or,’ interjected a female voice, ‘perhaps we are you....’ I felt a strange sensation inside my brain. It was not a cerebral inflammation, but some sort of telepathic penetration. ‘What are you doing?’ I cried. ‘What are you doing?’ ‘We are paranormal beings,’ said a voice. ‘Crawling into your soul, we can brutalize you without even touching you.’
    The molestation of a human mind by a transhuman—the criminal trespass on the sacred psychic space called self—is a horrifying experience. Thoughts, memories, desires— everything that is private, secret, and shameful—becomes known to them. A non-genital form of rape, it is the ultimate violation.
    ‘Please stop!’ I cried. ‘Please stop!’
    Nauseated with fear, I felt faint. Even as I swooned, however, I observed that the two female monsters seemed to change size and shape. Oddly, they became replicas of Maddalena and myself.
    ‘Since we are replacing these girls in man’s world,’ said a voice, ‘it is a shame they are not beautiful.’
    ‘Indeed,’ said another voice. ‘Only pretty girls—the ones with slender bodies heavy with breasts—only pretty girls have any fun.’
    I wanted to cry out, but I could not. The scream died stillborn in my throat.
Feeling helpless and violated, I passed out. Only the blackness saved me from madness.
    Chapter II My Years With Things That Eat Humans
    ‘And the Serpent mounted Eve and injected filth into her; she gave birth to Cain. From thence descended all the wicked generations into the world.’
    Kabbala (Zohar 3:76)
‘The worms shall feed sweetly on him.’
The Bible (Job 24:20)
    Inside The Abyss: What I Found In The World Of The Monsters
For hours—even days—I was unconscious. During that period, my mind was in a bottomless gulf without walls and without light.
    When awareness finally returned, I found myself—naked, bruised, and bleeding—in a grave-sized cage made of stainless steel bars. My skin was still covered with dried semen—the spoor of the beast. Remarkably, I was still alive, but I felt bewilderment and fear.
    Terrible pain convulsed my body, for both my legs and arms were broken. I would later learn that the fractures— intentionally inflicted on all abductees—had a purpose. The leg and arm injuries made escape and resistance impossible.
    As I looked about, it was dark—although a strange, phosphorescent glow provided some illumination. The air, polluted by the stench of sweat, urine, and chemicals, was hot and stifling. A churning, spiraling fog burned my eyes.
    I could see little, but I could determine that my cage was inside some vast interior space—some enormous cavernlike chamber. Water was dripping from the rough-hewn walls, but the landscape of raw rock was devoid of all vegetable growth. Oddly, the place resembled a titanic mausoleum.
    I screamed, and suddenly the suffocating air was thick with fiends—vermin startled by the sound of my voice. I saw flying cockroaches, the spawn of some hellish sinkhole, I saw albino spiders, venomous and evil, and I saw enormous black bats, hideous with their shiny, membranous wings. All of these monsters—hissing in a maddening