What the ... Are those U.F.Os ... ha ha ... I quickly chuckled to myself, it was the first thought my tormented mind could conceive. No it couldn't be, maybe it's just space gas or something ... What the heck is space gas? I pondered to myself, man I sound crazy. If I am crazy, I'll blame it on all those alien stories my gramps used to tell me when I was a child.

But as I watched the lights moved back and forth in my trance I suddenly got the strange sensation that something was happening to me but I couldn't figure out what, my mind filled with a sound as my body grew numb and realizing that I can no longer move. Everything was frozen in time as my eyes began searching for the source of my discomfort. Then it happened. One minute I was at the bus stop and the next minute I'm in a strange white room floating.

At first I thought, maybe, I was shot by a thug which would explain not being able to move and I'm dead which would explain why I'm now floating. That's it. I must be dead and I'm in limbo awaiting judgment. As I looked around, I noticed another person floating in the room. A beautiful woman that looks to be my age with long flowing blond hair and icy blue eyes. I must be in heaven, I thought to myself. As I floated closer to her I noticed she was naked and suddenly I realized I was naked also. When she smiled, oh god how she smiled. It was inviting and when she opened her arms to receive me I couldn't help myself it was like ... like ... I was drawn to her smile, her body and oddly her eyes.

She then hovered two inches above me, I could feel her icy breath touching my face like cold dead thin fingers. And to my amazement her crystallized blue eyes began to shift between colors ... From blue to white, from white to green, from green to auburn and back to that hypnotic electric blue. Is this non-sublime creature floating above me really an angel? ... Did I really deserve to be in the majesty of an angel that holds this much beauty? Was I really good enough to cross the gates of heaven ... Oh who cares ... all I wish to do is stay lost in the concave of this moment in my soul.

But as I kissed her rosy lips and closed my own eyes taking in her every passionate movement it was like I was in heaven and soon it was only natural to part her legs and make love to her. But when I opened my eyes I realize it was now daylight and I'm standing at the bus stop butt naked, the police have me surrounded and a frightened old woman was shouting obscenities to me from behind an officer. What just happened I asked myself, how did I get here and then there's the feeling of sheer panic.

"Okay, get down on the ground nature boy" A rather large officer shouted at me. Aiming his pistol straight at my confused head. I wasn't going to argue with him, it seemed like he'd wrap me in plastic, throw me in his freezer and save me for breakfast.

As I laid on my belly on the hard cold concrete of the sidewalk the officer began reading me my rights as another handcuffed me. It was very uncomfortable and the only thing reminding me that I was not dreaming was the feeling of a police officer's knee in my lower back hovering over me as he locked the cuffs. Soon with another holding open a blanket the officers lifted me and wrapped my body before leading me to a police car. The old woman still screaming obscenities at me, her hair a mess and then I couldn't help but think the worst. Did I attack her? Was the woman from the night before really a helpless old woman trying to get her groceries home? What have I done? Suddenly I felt sick.

On the ride back to the police station I listened to what the officers were saying trying to find out what really happened. Praying that the old lady wasn't a victim of my perversion, as the officer spoke over the radio it was aggravating as he spoke in codes to the operator. What happened I must know. As I closed my eyes I could still smell the fragrance of that woman with the icy blue eyes. Once at the station they removed the cuffs and I was made to sit in a chair inside an interrogation room. Minutes have passed before a detective entered the room and tosses a folder on the table in front of me. "Son ... do you know why you're here?" he asked. How could I, I have no idea what the hell transpired last night.

"No I haven't the slightest clue why I'm here" I said ... honestly. He looked me over for what seemed to be an hour, finally he spoke.
"You haven't a clue?" ... "No I don't" I retorted.
"Are you taking any medications for depression? ... Or are you on any narcotics?" He asked. Ha, I was openly shocked by that question. "No ... I haven't taken a drug a day in my life" I answered. More minutes have passed, he eyed me coyly. And before my eyes the interrogation room became dreary. The lights faded out and cracks began to form in the white walls ... I jumped away from the table as the detective transformed right before my eyes into a long raven hair woman ... She floated towards me. I bolted towards the door ... I turned the knob but ... Damn!!! locked. I was trapped in this small room with this thing, this woman. I screamed for God in heaven.

As I looked back over my shoulder expecting to see the dark haired banshee behind me and screamed in panic at the detective standing there with his eyes accusing me of lying. "No drugs, huh?" I could do nothing but cry, there was no way in hell I can explain this and I knew the minute I mentioned what happened last night that would only end up being another nail in my coffin.

"Okay pal ... It looks like we're going to have to place you in a nice little cell so you can sleep off you're high ..." And with that I was booked and placed in a small cell. "Get a good lawyer ... you're gonna need it." The detective said as the iron bars closed behind me (Ah!!! ... That's the worse sound in the world ... Hey wait,why did he say get a good lawyer ... what's going on here?)

As I slept silently in the dark cell I was awoken by laughter, I woke up to see I was no longer alone in the cell. A drunkard who smelled as if he pissed himself sometime during the night was curled up in the corner laughing at nothing. Trying to ignore the bastard the smell became worse, as I looked over my shoulder he was there. "I know who you are! I know what you've done ... " he laughed as he hovered over me. "You raped that girl, it's all over the news." What girl? What is this maniac talking about? "So sport, tell me ... was she worth it? Was she all that and a bag of chips? C'mon. You can tell me." I panicked, what the hell is he talking about?

The drunken piece of crud finally backed off and looked me over. As if I were a piece of meat and he a ravenous hungry wild thing. He slowly rested his broad back on the bars of our cell (man did he stink). His eyes followed my features ... What the hell was this creep doing? Was he trying to fish me for information of some kind? What did he want? The moment of silence was broken by the low life's crooning voice. "So you like raping poor helpless girls huh?" The words rolled off my brain like scalding hot water splashing on my back like the first moments when you step into a shower. "What are you talking about?" was all I could summon out of my brain. This is outrageous, I'd never hurt anyone ... I considered myself a decent man ... what the hell? The bastard folded his arms and chuckled. "Stop pretending you have no idea about last night pal. C'mon ya know you can tell me ... Who am I gonna tell? ... I've got a few skeletons in my closet too. Better yet let me tell you why the man put me in dis place ... I killed a man last night ... Yeah I did ... I had to. Besides he found out too much," the ripe bastard said. All I could do was look at him in amazement. I mustard up all of my fading will and stood to face him like a man. "Ok ... Enough of this bull, I have no idea about what you or these stupid cops are talking about. And I don't wanna know a damn thing about what you did last night ... And why are you telling me?" After I retorted the piece of crud asked "So you don't remember anything?" The next thing he did was leap across the small cell, grab me by the neck with his massive fingers and lifted me up in the air like a rag doll. Terror raped the core of my soul ... Was I going to be his next victim? I began to scream for dear God ... "Help, help, oh God help me" I closed my eyes waiting for him to snap my neck like a twig. "What the hell is your problem?" I opened my eyes to find myself on the floor of my cell, an angry cop standing outside my cage looking down at me with rage written all over his ugly face. Confused I quickly searched my cell ... It was empty. "Hey what's your problem man?" The cop inquired. I didn't bother telling him about what just happened. 'I must be going out of my mind' I thought ... what the hell. "Nothing ... Bad dream" I answered. Satisfied with my lie the cop walked away ... I could see him walking straight down the pathway, the whole time he looked over his shoulder at me until he opened the locked door and entered the front of the station. I know I'd better get some answers soon ... or I will go over the edge of insanity.

As I walked back to the bed I smelled it, that stench from the old drunken bastard was here. He was here ... but where did he go? I sat down and let my head dropped to my knees as I cried. Asking myself over and over again, what the hell is going on. Then the room began to spin and suddenly a bright light flashed through the barred windows and for a moment. I saw those electric blue eyes and that wonderful smell that seemed to neutralize the stench of the cell. As I kept watching the room turned bright white and suddenly I'm in the room with the beautiful woman. "Please, what's going on!" I called out to her, knowing she was the only one who could testify where I was the night before. The only one who could testify that I was with her enjoying her embrace, her smile, her eyes and her love. As I reached through the bars for her the light became blinding. When it dimmed I was floating in the same room as before, I made my way towards her as she held her arms open for me. "Please, tell them I was with you the other night sweetness." Her voice echoed through my brain like leaves waving in the wind, it was like a sweet refreshing breeze flowing through my brain. As I looked at her I noticed her lips were still, barely moving except to smile. Perhaps we are so connected that we can speak to each other telepathically like the lovers I've read about in the tabloids.

At this point I didn't care about the smelly jail cell, the obnoxious detective or the ugly cop. I just wanted her to love me like the evening before and this time I didn't want to miss a thing. I refuse to close my eyes as she leaned forward and kissed me. My hands began to roam as I took the same ritual as the night before but this time I kept my eyes open. Then to my surprise her tongue seemed to stretch deep into my throat as she kissed me harder and deeper. As she kissed I pulled her closer to my body and then shear panic as strange worm-like things began wrapping around my head, I looked down and saw the same worm-like things wrapping around my body and merging me within her own. I tried to pull away but with each struggle her skin overlapped mine as it wrapped me. Is this the same embraced she had for me the night before? I remember the warmth and her fingers exploring every inch of my body causing it to explode with passion. But were these the same fingers? Oh God No! Who is this woman? This isn't the sweet angel from before! As I looked into her face, gagging as her tongue went deeper into my throat her every changing eyes were now deep vacant black holes often associated with the grey men of UFO hunters. God please! What is happening to me! Save me!

Just as the shock of it all overwhelmed my brain. I blacked out. When I woke up the next day I found myself alone, naked and sick in the middle of a desert somewhere on the planet.

Now wait a minute hold everything ... What the hell is going on? Am I completely losing my mind? How did I end up in this place? I took in my surroundings with utter amazement. I franticly searched for some sign of clarity ... none was found. All I took in with my eyes was this vast plane of blowing sand clouding my vision. It was making it impossible to see further ahead of me. I held up my right hand in front of my face to block the sand beating my face ... But it was pointless. I lifted my left leg to make an effort to walk, I found it almost impossible. I had to actually pull it up out of 12 inches of sand ... My feet were completely buried. After ten minutes of struggling and only two paces later, I wanted to lay down in the sand and let whatever is tormenting me to just take me and end it. But what kept my legs moving forward was her ... After everything I've been through, the only thing that was on my mind was this ... 'woman'. Before I was magically teleported to this place somehow I remembered her ... 'it' whispering something into my ear and I can't remember a word of it. All I can remember was that moment in the cell clearly. I had to keep moving, I had to keep going. But was it my own will pulling me and some unearthly force pushing me. Soon my legs began to move through the thick sand as if it were water and my vision cut through the cloud of earthly mist. I could clearly see in front of me and I effortlessly moved across the desert. Oh how the cloud filled twilight sky was beautiful ... It held a reddish auburn hue, as if the sky was set ablaze ... It was beyond beautiful, like her. Maybe that's what's pulling me ... Her. I feel that she is apart of me, and she's pulling me to her ... So maybe she's here.

I can't remember how long I've been walking but I know it had to be for hours and my legs didn't even fell worn. Suddenly I stopped as if I ran slap in the middle of an unseen brick wall. By instinct my arms clawed in front of me to see if something was there ... Nothing was. I stood in the same spot for what seemed to be an hour. Twilight melted away into night and the sand storm passed. Everything was still, frozen in complete silence. There was not a cloud in the sky ... only the stars of all colors and a perfect full moon hung in the black sky. The sand glowed as it reflected cosmic light from above and I mean this sight was breath taking. For that moment I was lost in a maze of wonder ... My moment was broken by something silently rising out of the sand some five miles away from me. It was black and massive and shaped like an outrageously erect pyramid. It finally came to a stop when it reached 80 stories in height. I stood there transfixed by this thin black pyramid.

Tossing all caution aside I ran to it. When I reached it, I placed my hands on it. The feel of it was smooth and black and it had strange writing carved into it. It looked as if it were hieroglyphics. I traced them with my fingers and I felt energy seeping into my skin until it became too overwhelming and I pulled back holding onto my right hand. I slowly backed away from it and into something soft. I swung myself around and my eyes met ... A pair of crystallized blue eyes ... It was her ... I couldn't utter a sound. She put her finger to my mouth and softly whispered ... "You don't remember?" After she spoke those words something wild with long black hair grabbed me from behind. I peeped over my shoulder to see a pale white face, black eyes and sharp fangs ... It pulled me down into the sand. Before my face disappeared into it I could see her reaching as if to save me and then darkness. When the darkness faded I was back in my cell.

Too afraid to fall back to sleep I waited till morning when the guard came through with cups of coffee and a plate of stale cold pastries. But it didn't matter, I was too confused and frightened to eat. I want to know what's happening and I want to know now. Soon the detective came in, he looks pissed. "Grab your crap! Your moving to the psycho-lodge you freak."

"What now! I have yet to be told what I'm being held here for! I've done nothing wrong and I've been missing work since you're people brought me here! I want a lawyer!"
"You should have done that on day one. Now you're too psycho and unfit to ask for one. So one will be assigned to you after the doctors deem you sane enough to take you to court for the murder of Missy McGee."
"WHAT? What the hell did you say?"

But before I knew what hit me, life just seemed to have flashed before my eyes and the next thing I knew, I was strapped into a gurney. As I struggled thugs in scrubs entered the room and held me down as a nurse injected some strange chemical into my veins. "What is this?" I shouted and suddenly everything blacked out.

As the blackness fades new surroundings greet my eyes ... I'm standing in an old barn, I see three men in solid black suits hovering over a young man sitting in a chair nervously puffing on a cigarette ... Wait a minute the young man is my grandfather, what the ... I'm I dreaming this? I walk over closer to hear what they are saying but the only sound I hear is dead silence ... As if I'm watching a movie with the volume turned to mute. My grandfather repeatedly shakes his head 'No' then 'Yes' as the three shadowy men talked ... If only I knew what was being said. I walked over a little closer, hiding myself behind a box. I could see my grandfathers young handsome features clearly ... Suddenly he turned his attention away from the men in black to look at me, crouched down behind a wooden box. My eyes couldn't move, they were held fast and I gazed into his eyes to watch them turn black, whites and all. I blacked out and awoke in a solid white room.

Inside the solid white room, I could see the three men hoovering over something behind a curtain. I looked around and grabbed a scrub from the rack and walked closer. As I neared them my stomach felt like it was twisting into knots inside as the men were taking apart a real live alien. They had no regards to its feelings or anything, the poor creature screamed and moaned in pain as its hands balled into fists and pounded the table around its hips. Finally my guts burst as I threw up on the floor and ran through the double doors and down the halls of a strange hospital.
My mind raced as I made my way franticly down the hall. Behind me I heard three sets of feet braking into a run, I looked behind me to see the three men who were in my dream with my Grandfather (And seconds ago, doing God knows what to the creature) chasing me down like an animal.

As I neared the end of the hall my feet lost traction and I slid into the wall and as I tried to keep the momentum of movement by running I slipped and fell down. Soon the three men were on top of me, one punching me in the stomach, another punching me in the balls and the third struggling to grab my arms and force me to turn around. I was in every since of the word pain until one of the men put something over my nose and mouth. I tried to hold my breath when another pair of hands squeezed my throat and I gasped. Then ... slowly ... I'm out like a light.

What seemed like hours later I woke up to catastrophic amounts of pain as I tried to lift my hand to my face to rub it awake and noticed.... I couldn't feel them. As my eyes adjusted I looked around. I'm alone in a white room, I looked down and I can see all my insides pulled out and strewn over my body and I wanted to scream but nothing came out. Something cold was blowing across my neck and I looked up. There was a mirror hanging above me and I was terrified. My throat had been slit open and my larynx down to my stomach had been slit open and the contents strewn across my body.

Now this really is an infringement on my sanity. My mind split as I was trying to put together the pieces of logic - How was I alive? I could see something move out the corner of my eye ... I couldn't move so my eyes searched the room franticly trying to catch the phantom that just appeared.

As my eyes struggled to search something dark came towards me. It was the woman from the interrogation room and she was with those men in black. Oh God! She's fiddling with something on the surgical tray ... what is it? No.... NOOOOOOO!!!!!! I screamed as my head began swirling with terror and anticipation of this being the last chapter of my life's story. As the men hovered over my slaughtered body she came floating closer with some strange device. My eyes stung from stress as I continued willing them to follow the dark woman.

Soon she was over me, I can see her lips move to form an evil grin as something is pushed against my skull. I had to see what was happening as my eyes shot straight up at the mirror and saw her make a line across my forehead and as she pulled the scalp back ... Oh GOD! It was a clean cut! My skull and skin came off like a high-school graduation cap and is handed to one of the men. My eyes watered as I begged for it to be over quickly and asked God why he would let this happen to me. Soon there was pain shooting through my body as the woman probed my brain searching for something. Digging deeper into the lower cerebellum area just shoving brain matter aside as she looked and as I watched the mirror my eyes widened with horror and began tearing from the pain as i made a fist and began pounding on the table by my side.

I awoke handcuffed to a bed in what seemed to be a nut ward ... It looked like hell. The walls were not painted white but strangely enough ... Demons were painted on them. All the walls looked as if William Blake went on a painting frenzy. And the nuts in this place walked about the halls like they ran the place. And violent sounds of cannibalism could be herd in one of the rooms down the hall. I even witnessed a little girl bouncing a head down the hall way like a ball. Where am I now? ... and where are the doctors? I was strap into this bed sitting in the middle of a hallway in hell.

As I looked around the smell of flesh wafted through the halls as what looked like nurses came for me. Finally some care, but as they came closer they looked zombified. Their Rosy cheeks looked patted on thickly with powder as they took control of the bed and pushed me towards the double doors at the end of the hall. As they pushed the sheets snagged on passing patient and the cool breeze on my body sent chills up my spine. My face reddened with embarrassment as my nudity was exposed. I shot a glance at the nurses who were giggling to each other as they strutted down what now seems like an endless hallway. Then suddenly we were through the double doors and was placed in a line of other beds awaiting our doctor on the other-side of the curtains. As my bed was pushed forward by unseen hands I looked up at the ceiling and noticed a mirror. My faced blushed again staring at my own nudity, embarrassed yet by the sudden erection caused by the cool breeze blowing over my body. But soon pure terror came over me as I saw the bed in front of me pulled forward and mine next in line. A giant of a creature grabbed the man in the bed ahead of me by the neck and held him up for inspection. I began to scream in horror as I witnessed what happened next. The giant grabbed the flesh from the man's chest and ripped it clean off. The man screaming and squirming in the giant's hand was now only mere muscle, sinew and bones flailing about. His blood pouring on the floor as I struggled to free myself, no longer embarrassed by my nudity and some how I manged to loosen one of the straps and pulled my arm free. Quickly undoing the straps on my other arm and across my body. As the bed was pulled closer I could see the giant's face clearly. It looked like an abstract painting of an alien ... a freaking gray man with a snout for a nose. I screamed as I finally freed my legs and took off down the hall. All the crazy inhabitants were now focused on capturing me, as I pushed through a double door I tripped over an inhabitant chewing on an arm. The sinew and flesh stretched in its mouth.

The crazed man looked up at me with an infra-human look in his eye, he dropped the arm he was chewing on and stood ... My heart froze as he advanced towards me. I backed up against the wall like a scared little girl. He smiled, pieces of flesh coated his teeth with chucks in between. "You wanna know what's going on?" My horror drifted away at those words ... It was the words I wanted to hear ever since this nightmare began. Please ... Anything to end this masquerade.

But as the strange crazy man came closer to me I realized I'm suddenly in a psychiatrist's office as he looked into my eyes with a pen light. "Detective, this is going to take more than a few days to determine this one's sanity." I can hear the detective spewing obscenities as he kicked a chair. But soon after the shrink calmed the detective down two orderlies came into the room and grabbed me. "First you must be cleaned before we can do any testing."

"Testing? What kind of testing?" I asked and then silence as the fluids from the orderlies syringe quickly flowed through my veins and I was unconscious again. As I drifted into the blackness of my subconscious mind I felt pain in my skull. Soon on the horizon a pale blue moon began rising an illuminating a dark dismal swamp and suddenly something slimy began crawling across my ankles. At first I wanted to scream and find the closest tree to climb but then in an odd way I became calm. "This is but a dream." I kept telling myself. "Soon this will be over."

As I stood there in the dismal swamp something crawled around my ankles and up my leg. I didn't want to look down, I was too afraid to look down. I didn't want to know if I was dressed, naked or cut into pieces anymore. I just want this nonsense to end and as I stood there I felt something pierce my thigh. I looked down to see a snake of some sort biting into my leg. The pain was so great I grabbed the serpent and squeezed its head. I smiled as I heard the cracking of its skull in the palms of my hands and then a sudden scream similar to the women of horror movies. I opened my hands and looked at it. It was the beauty of the white room. It's electric blue eyes beginning to fade. "Oh God! I'm sorry! Please ... get me out of here."

Soon a voice called out, "Maxwell? Is that you? Get your ass over here! We need to talk!" The voice was familiar, it sounded a lot like my grandfather. But lately it's been hard to determine what is real and what is illusion.

"Maxwell get your ass in here" I followed the direction of the voice, it was coming from behind a tree. I treaded the mud at the bottom of the swamp effortlessly. The tree was only inches away, yet I could still hear my Grandfather's call. "Maxwell ... Get over here." As soon as I reached the old crooked tree ... My Grandfather stepped out from behind it. His voice held the tone of an old man but he didn't look a day over thirty.

But as I reached out to hug him, he disappeared and soon I'm floating in the white room again, his voice speaking to me from within my own skull.

"I don't have much time to explain every detail Max. But listen carefully ... you are in a dream-scape, a dream-scape where all our darkest fears and deepest worries can take form. Shhhhhh! Don't speak with your mouth, they will know I am helping you."

Shocked that he would know I was about to say something, I clammed up quickly and looked about the white room. Then I saw her, she floated there unaware that I was there.

I was confused and frightened as many thoughts racing through my mind as my ears began ringing and soon I swore I could hear my grandfather gritting his teeth. "That sound is your weapon, I know you can't control it. But learn what causes it, we can not tolerate certain sound frequencies of the human mind." There was a long pause before he spoke again. "I don't have time Max."

I was getting frustrated and the longer I stared at the beauty floating before me, the more I wanted her. Then suddenly grandfather's voice echoed in my skull.

"Stop being an ass! I don't have time for this Maxwell ... okay. You see that woman there? The one you already know? Stop lusting for her. She ain't human and she doesn't love you. You're an experiment."

Like a hammer smashing into glass, I could see my beautiful object of passion turn into a strange alien creature. "Listen up, Max. That is the princess. The woman with black hair you've been seeing lately is the queen and she's pretty pissed off at you. You were meant to mate with the queen and help produce humanoid-alien breeds for the future of our people."

But as I listened in silence, afraid to move or speak ... afraid to merge with the alien now floating in front of me. "Where am I? How long have I been here?"

"Focus! Boy! You have been trapped in a dreamscape for two years. You are still a part of an experiment! You must fight them both mentally and physically if you want to get out of this alive. Max....your special in more ways than one, but I can't tell you more. You have to trust your instincts and find out for yourself."

"Oh this is bull gramps...How am I going to figure out a nightmare. For all I know this could just be a nightmare, or maybe I am crazy like those cops said." I dropped my head in shame.

"Look boy, you must hear me ... Something is about to happen and you are all that stands in its way."

"Special? How?! How am I standing in its way when it's chasing me and trying to kill me?"

But as soon as I said that ... he was gone.

Now the delima sets in, do I make my way over to her? Run like hell? There has to be a way out of here. As she sat there floating something from the corner of my eye flickered. Turning I can see a window of sorts and I moved my way towards the window. Looking out I can see another white room and as I pulled myself closer I can ... see something .... pushing closer to the glass ... its .... its me!

I wasn't sure what to think. Everywhere I turned since I landed in this motherfucking nightmare was out to kill me and yet. There she was floating nearby waiting for me and here I was looking out the windows of the room at myself strapped to some god forsaken table like a slab of fresh meat waiting for one of the four beings hoovering over my body to make his move. My mind began to swirl ... pulling away from the window things in the room began to change. The white walls were now bleeding, oozing down to the floor and spreading into puddles at my feet. My stomach begins turning as my throat tightened. I don't know what's going on ... my head begins to spin. The beautiful alien woman floating nearby is now a strange grey being with tools of some strange purpose whirling and he's coming right at me. I can't .... take it any longer.

With a loud yell followed by screams of rage I began beating against the windows with all my might. I wanted out of this nightmare and I wanted out right now!

She picked up an object that reminded me of a circle saw from hell. The blades on this thing were outrageously over sized,and they were rusty and jagged. She twisted a switch at the bottom of it and it horridly buzzed to life. She turned around to look at me banging on this glass ... I stopped right after she flashed me the most malignant grin. And it was a grin that made my soul turn cold. She turned her attention to ... 'me' strapped to the table. I was screaming for dear God as she slowly brought the saw close to my scalp ... I watched as she cut into my hair line. I heard the bone being cut into ... And it's a sound I'll never forget.

As the room vibrated with the sound of the saw cutting into my skull in my waking life, my ears began ringing as I shouted in pain, gripping my head as if my subconscious self could ever hold my skull together. 'What did grandfather tell me earlier?' I thought to myself trying to remember his words. As the sound of the saw grew louder so did the ringing in my ears and then ... All was silent, I looked around the room and it was bright red almost pink from the blood staining the white walls. I glanced out the windows and I could see four forms retching and falling to the ground out of view, I turned towards the woman I once thought heaven in my arms and the ugliness of her soul peered back at me in pain.

Once more I slipped into the blackness ... When I awoke I found my real self this time, strapped to a table. I jumped and squirmed with a start ... fear took control of every cell and attachment of my body. I remembered my last phantasm and thought that it was about to become a horrible truth ...And thats when I noticed the blood cascading down my face ... 'What the hell?' I said silently.

The realization that my head was cold, the blood dripping down my face and into my eyes were cold and beginning to clot. 'What the hell did they do to me?' I thought to myself as I continued to squirm, kick and move as hard as I could until something began to give. The strap across my chest began to loosen as I struggled. My head began feeling strange as my ears began ringing louder, I had to escape I wanted out of this nightmare and as I lifted my head something sharp dug into my brain and I screamed. As the strap loosened more I freed my arms and felt around for some sort of device with my left hand and reached for my head with the right. Oh God No! I pulled my right hand down and screamed as i pulled back my hand covered ... covered in the blood and fluids of my brain. I can't give up now ... I don't want to die here ... please god ... if you can hear me ... please don't let me die here. Hesitating at first i continued to find the device and when found pressed it and my entire body was released from that bed, but then the pain from my head. I reached both hands up and felt ... my open skull ... and that metallic object keeping me in place. I felt it and followed it with my fingers and ... Oh god ... please help me ... I pulled on it and the pain of the object being pulled from my brain has triggered several uncontrollable motions. But ... I'm still awake. I began remembering my past ... remembering how I really got here ... the different experiments these bastards have done to me and I wanted to cry. Those bastards toyed with my body, they've taken me apart and put me back together searching ... for something.

As I slid down the bed holding my brain in place I took one hand and reached around for the top of my skull. In the window it was still attached to my head by the flap of skin. My hair shaved completely off and many other devices along my neck, behind my ears and skull. I must have pressed a lobe or something as I felt my leg twitch and the color of my world turned black and white. Massaging my brain gave me an erection as it was soothed and ... this is gross .... i don't have time for this... I need to leave ... I need to escape now! Finding my skullcap I pressed it down on my skull and slowly sat up.

I took in my surroundings. The walls of this strange room was so metallic black that you couldn't even make them out. If it had not been for the neon blue lights tracing the walls, in perfect lines I might add ... You wouldn't believe that this was a room, just a black void. I pulled myself to what seemed to be a door made of what seemed to be light ... a blue neon light. I placed my shaking hands on it and it opened it. I stuck my head out the opening to find a vast hallway that seemed endless. Reluctantly I stepped out into this hallway ... No one, or nothing was around. With each step my unwilling legs took, the evermore faster my heart raced. The hallway looked the same as the room I was held captive in, and the cold notion of not being on earth anymore over took me.

As I traveled down this long cold black hallway I had to stop for a moment. My head ... felt light ... and awkward as my poor brain sloshed in the fluids left by the monster's who held me prisoner. I could feel my skullcap shift as I moved with nothing fastening it to my skull and yet. For me to do it would be too painful, but I must escape. I'd rather die in the vastness of space than on some alien operating room table. Though my body is tired, my poor brain stabilized by a poorly shut skullcap dangling by a small sheet of flesh I must escape. As I slowly continued down the hallway I could hear something behind me. My enemies, my captors are stirring and will soon discover I'm no longer pinned to their cold slab of a table.

As I neared what seemed like a dead end I panicked and began pushing against the wall until something moved and a light appeared.

As my eyes adjusted to the light, I began to make out a vast area ... It seemed to be a large hanger of some kind. It was mesmerizing in it's size, but even more amazing was the countless number of strange crafts that were (It seemed) not of this world ... The crafts looked like it just sprang from a sci-fi writers dream.

I made my way into the area and heard an infra-human voice call out ... "Hey? ... There he is." I didn't see where the voice had come from, and based on it's tone ... I knew it's intentions were malevolent ... And I wasn't sticking around to see what the hell it was. I ran forward to find a hiding place, it was useless. As I made my way around one of the grounded ships ... Something greeted me on the other side of it ...

"Hey! What are you doing here? This is a restricted area! Security!" Screamed a nerdy looking man pushing his thick glasses up his nose and backing away from me. His white lab coat flapping as he ran towards an open door. I looked back and saw the beings dressed in black. I held my head down with one hand and ran after the scientist. The scientist is my only hope now in this strange surrounding, as I ran after the scientist I tried to stop as the door flung open and Soldiers ran in with guns pointing. My right foot wanted to move forward while the left froze in place causing me to trip myself. As I did I fell backwards and screamed in pain as my skull cap flipped open and my brain fell to the floor dangling by the nerves connected to my spine. I heard the Soldiers running forward to assess the area when suddenly I heard one of the weapons firing off a few rounds past my body. I cried out in pain as I slowly reached up with my hands to move my brain back into my skull. I could feel most of the fluids have escaped onto the dusty floor.

As I collected myself the things in black took aim once again. In that instant something began to summon from deep within. With all my anger, hate, and rage over being tossed into this endless nightmare ... I opened my mouth and produced a scream in the direction of my tormentors that almost made my eardrums burst. The creatures in black exploded into what seemed to be a billion tiny little pieces. After it was all over I stood in silence. A foggy mist of blood hung in the air, I was amazed, thrilled and horrified all at the same time. I turned to find the scientist as well as a few soldiers had curled into a little ball on the floor, like a little coward.

As I looked at the remains of what could have been a nasty war, I took a deep breath and collapsed on the ground. I looked up to see the trembling scientist watching me in fear.

"I'm not going to hurt you, I just didn't want to die on that damn spaceship," I said hoping my words would reassure the scientist and the others I meant them no harm. But soon my brain began to ache as it tries to function with no more fluids to run on and then ... I let go of my head and fell on the floor. I knew my brains would fall out and it was okay. I was ready to die. I just didn't want to die on that damn ship.

The scientist looked at the mass of my grey matter on the floor, his face was twisted in a number of expressions, most of them I could read the others I guessed ... confusion, fear and trying to understand what the hell was he witnessing. He turned his hypnotized glance away from my drying brain and looked straight into my eyes, questioningly.

"Oh God I know what you are," he finally said looking over me as if I was some sort of freak show in a damn carnival side show. My patience was wearing thin, I could feel my head ache, my memories flash as if I were about to die. But I'm still breathing, I'm still thinking even though its fading.

"Well if you know what the hell I am ... then tell me something useful ... like how do I get out of this nightmare?" I shouted ... finally, maybe this nerdy looking scientist could point me in a direction that could shed some light on this twisted saga. Or so I thought when he finally spoke again.

"I don't know anything about your situation, but I do understand what you are ... And the reason why you're still thinking and moving with your brain out of your skull."

I gazed into his eyes as if I knew he was reading my silent questions ... Yeah that was something that crossed my ... 'Mind' ... which was now on the floor. How can I still function without a brain surrounded in fluid? There's nothing in my skull yet I'm alive and thinking. Wondering which idiot guard would step on it and end my life as I know it.

"Look this is something big to me. I've never met one of you before and I feel if I don't help you get out of here, I'll lose my proof that there are people ... hybrids like you around," he said while grabbing me by the arm in a forceful manner. Careful to scoop my brains back into my skull. A new light shined in his green eyes. He no longer looked like the wimpy nerd I ran into ... he actually looked more like a mad scientist now and he was clutching tighter to my right arm as if clinging to life. He wildly looked side to side and all around.

"I don't see anyone in site so I believe it's safe.'Look I'm going to help you get out of here ... I'll tell you what I know."

I looked around and noticed the guards still poking at the dead alien bodies with other scientists having conniption fits about damaged specimens. Then looked at the scientist ... can I really trust him? Right now I had no choice. We quickly moved to the door where he swiped his security card and rushed me to an enclosed lab.

"Quick. Get on the bed," he ordered as he threw a thin sheet around my waist and lowered the table so I'm sitting eye to eye with him. He threw a thin cotton sheet over me and reached for a few tubes of fluids from the shelf behind him and began pouring it into my skull. I don't need a mirror or the reflections on his glasses to tell me that. As if it were a sponge in a bucket of water my headaches were going away, the haziness was slowly going away and my memories. What's left of it begin replaying as if making sure everything is there.

"Now lay back and hold still," he said with a slight giggle in his voice as he held my skull cap in place as he helped me lay back and began reaching for a needle. "You shouldn't feel anything with the many times those creatures must have taken you apart."

After what seemed like an hour I heard the snip of surgical scissors and bandages being wrapped around my skull. As the doctor urged me to sit up my head felt heavy and as I reached up I could feel the wraps completely covering my head.

"Come on," the doctor urged. "We don't have much time, move over to this gurney and moan like your on death's door."

I did as he ordered, even though I had to admit that I felt foolish moaning as if I were at death's door. I felt myself being pushed down the hallway, I believe (at the rate he was pushing me and judging by the movements I was making on the gurney) the mental picture I painted was of a child in a supermarket pushing a shopping cart ... That's how he seemed to me. I felt him slow down as I herd voices closing near . He came to a stop and said, "Hello gentlemen." With that famous giggle of his ... 'Man this guy is a dork,' I thought to myself.

After explaining the incident in the hangar the scientist began to explain I was his lab partner caught in the grotesque battle that happened and needed to move me to the sick bay for examination. Soon the men rushed off for a chance to be heroes and take down aliens, then the doctor started pushing again. After what seemed like hours I heard a door being opened,then shut.

"Get up," he whispered. "Come on. If you want to live get in the back of the van and lay low."

I did as he said. The brightness of the sunlight blinded me as I reached my hand out to feel a metallic handle and pulled on it. As soon as I crawled into the back of the van the doctor sped off and crashed through a security gate. It wasn't long before the security officers gave chase through the desert.

I made my way up to the front to sit in the passenger seat, at same time hitting my head on the roof of the van.

"Hey watch your head! I don't want you to bust your head open again and getting brain matter all over the place ... And I don't want any of that shit on me that'll forever stay plastered in my memory."

The scientist said with that same damn giggle as I situated myself in the passenger seat. Looking up at the rear view mirror I could see that we were still being chased by the government security officers. All that didn't matter to me at the moment. At that particular moment I just wanted to hear this geek spilling his guts like he promised.

"So. Now tell me what you know." I asked and then a puzzled look painted my features at his response.

"What do you mean?"

'What do you mean?' Why was this asshole playing dumb now for some reason. "What-do-you-mean?!? You said that you would tell me everything about this whole mess when you got me out of there." I shouted ... He giggled again. "Oh I see ... Well we're not out of the woods yet pal, I'm just worried at the moment on how I'm going to get rid of these guys. After that you can ask me anything you want oh great one," he said with that damn giggling again. It was starting to piss me the hell off.

Just as I sulked in my seat growing impatient something in my body began stirring again. Almost like before except stronger. I tried to control it until a round shot the mirror just outside my window and left a crack. The mirror was shattered. The scientist cursed under his breath and began driving erratically. Those security guys were getting serious this time. More rounds struck the van, shattering the back window and ricocheted through out the back of the van and embedded itself somewhere. Taking a chance I moved towards the back as these strange feelings began swelling up inside like a kettle just about to boil over and threw the back door open.

I don't remember exactly what happened next, it was like a wave moved from my body and rushed across the desert floor and created a sonic wall of immense proportions and knocked their vehicles into the air and tossed them aside like toys.

The scientist brought the van to a complete stop. The vehicles had stopped rolling a few feet ahead of us. Two officers emerged from the twisted metal of one of the vans and began advancing with guns drawn. I swiftly jumped down from the van on impulse "Stop!" I ordered ... but they kept advancing, pointing their weapons in my direction. "I said stop."

Now I began marching in their direction, as they had been in mine. I felt that same wave again and my anger was overflowing like lava from a restless volcano.

"I SAID STOOOOOOOOP!!!"

And with the release of those screamed words came that sonic death wave. I could see it drawing ever so closer to the officers in slow motion. When it reached the men they both burst into a reddish mist right before my eyes ... reduced to nothing but vapor. I watched in amazement as the last vapor melted away into the dry-hot- desert air. I stood transfixed, lost in a maze of wondering' what the hell I'm I?'

The scientist broke my trance. "Come on! We've gotta go ... I have a place around here some where you can hide out."

As we arrived to this camp of his, I was a little disappointed yet not surprised at the same time. We arrived in an old abandoned trailer park. Screen doors falling off its hinges, the trailers themselves resting on huge cinder blocks and grass up to my knees. I even laughed at the little kiddie pool thrown on the roof of one of the smaller trailers. As the van stopped I kicked the door open and jumped out.

"Damn. A real ghost town ... er ... trailer park," I said trying to be polite as I noticed something in the windows of one of the trailers. "We're not alone."

The scientist giggled, "it's not completely empty but don't worry. We call this a little village of the damned," he said as he put his fingers in his mouth and whistled. It wasn't long before a small girl ran across the sandy park and hugged the scientist's leg. "Hello my sweety? Where's mommy?"

The child pointed to the trailer with her knobby little fingers. I was stunned as four more people came out of the trailers. Each looking like an abstract painting, one more disgusting looking than the next. But when the little girl hugged my leg and asked my name, I felt sorry for her and picked her up into my arms.

"My name is Max. What's yours?"
"Alice ... are you from the lab too?"
"Lab? What? What do you mean?"
"Do you work at the lab with my dad?" The child asked.

Before I could utter a word the scientist answered for me. "No sweety ....."
He took his gaze away from the child and began looking at me, with a creepingly sardonic smile on his face ... It sent chills down my spine.

"He's one of the ones I've been telling you and your people about." The child turned her head towards me and said. "Oooohhhhh..."

Just what the hell was going on here?...What else is about to happen?

After setting the child back down on the ground I raced after the scientist, "what have you been telling these people?!"

I wanted to know, I demanded to know the truth now. I grabbed the scientist's shoulder and turned him completely around. "You told me .. no promised me that you would explain the nightmare I've been living. Now speak!"

The scientist became agitated by my aggressive behavior.

"Let go of my arm or you'll draw back a stump that'll never grow back," he said.

For some reason I did as he ordered. It felt as if I were being mentally controlled by his icy words.

"Do you think I can just tell you everything in my own words?...Things that took my mind years to wrap around,almost finding myself at the edge of insanity."

He paused. His eyes glanced over my head as if to look beyond me.

"Do you really think I can tell you in one day of things that have been going on since modern man waged his first war?... Are you seeking comfort in what I tell you ? ... Which could be anything ... Or do you trust me that much? Its best to see for yourself."

Best to see for myself? What the hell is that supposed to mean? I didn't like the tone he was taking with me but what choice do I have. I want to know who or what I am.

"Look, I'm sorry. I just ... its been rough inside that stupid spaceship. It was a living hell," I admitted. I wanted to cry but fought it back. "Now I'm not only lost ... millions of miles away from home. Not sure what time I'm in with a bandage holding my head together and you want to play games with me."

I was so angry I wanted to kill this man, but decided to walk away and collect myself.

"I'm ...I'm not playing games with you? I'm just trying to protect you ... That's all," the scientist said with that same careless sardonic grin.

My annoyance was reaching a boilling point now as hecontinued on.

"Look around you ... Look at the people here, they are the future of this planet. 'They arewhat I've been protecting for years now ... What they intrusted me to do, and I do it with sure goodness in my heart," the geek of a lab rat said as he pointed his finger into his flat chest with all the conviction of a politician throwing out the fish hooks to unknowing victims.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked, resting my hands on my hips ...looking almost like I was mimicking Gary Colemans most famous line 'What you talkin' about Willis?'

"You have no idea!?!" he asked then said. "Let me spell it out for you. A-l-i-e-n B-i-o-e-n-g-i-n-e-e-r-e-d human beings living here, right now. Waiting to take the place of all humans living today."

"So you mean to say that alien bioengineered humans are here now?" I asked.

"Why is that so hard to believe, when you're one of them? One of the black queen's offsprings," the scientist answered.

"Who's the black queen?" I asked knowing the answer in my heart.

"She's from the other world, their dying world ... they came here along time ago to save their species ... From what I've researched, they'vesearched for centuries to find a place that would be capable of holding their DNA until they found a suitable planet. This went on until they found earth," he explained. "Apparnently we share a chromosome and a few strands of DNA. They finally reached that goal in the 40s .... Your grandfather was the first one to be engineered inutaro. A human-alien hybrid."


I couldn't handle the answers ... my head began spinning ... alien .... hybrid ... I ... don't want to know the answers ... wish none of this ever happened. The next thing I knew, I hit the ground hard and blacked out.

Here it is again, the darkness. I already know where it's going to lead ... To that same dream world; That unknown phantasm that has taken me down so many dark corridors of what I believed to be insanity.

Wait, here it comes ... The light; When the darkness fades away to a parady of reality. What will I see now? It's coming, my vision is getting clear, I see a room. What's this? ... Everything is in black and white, like in an old movie.

The room that I've found myself locked in looks like an old empty bed room. The paint on the walls seem to be a greyish white. The walls have massive cracks running across them like spider webs. Black iron bars cover the windows. What the hell am I doing here?... Wait, I hear a soft voice coming from inside the walls. The sound of it makes my blood burn with coldness within my veins ... Oh shit what next?

As I stood there in my dream world waiting for the nightmare to begin, the one that will reveal where my body lays in the real world spread open and probed by scientists I hear nothing. The soft voice is no longer speaking to me, thisdeadfreezing silence is chilling my spine. As I stood there staring at the emptyness of the room expecting my body to appear in the cold freezing death bed. Instead I begin hearing the sounds of a child crying behind me.

I turn around and saw a small boy hugging his knees in the corner of the room, crying. I felt compelled to comfort the child, "there, there sport."

As those words left my lips the child looked up and my eyes widened. I know this child ... I know this child very well. It was me."

The child ... or the younger me ... looked up into my eyes. A sardonic grin washed over it's face.

"Hello Max ... Wanna see something cool?" He asked. To be honest, I really didn't want to see anything.

"Watch this." And with those words the little boy, me, began growing into a beast right before my eyes. I jumped back out of pure shock as the skin on the childs legs began rip, blood pooled around the kids legs and he showed no signs of pain. Then with a popping, crackling noise the legs began to grow. Next the kids hair started to grow longer and his face began to take on the looks of a full grown woman ... I remember those features ... It's her. The so called black queen.

"What do you want this time!" I screamed. This woman, this witch ... this BITCH! Who has made my life a living hell! I wasn't sure what came over me but I was angry, I wanted this to end ... this nightmare she created.

She looked at me with hurtful eyes but a menacing grin.

"You know what you did to me?!? DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID TO MY LIFE?!?" I screamed.

Then in a soft voice in my head in the voice of the child.

"I did nothing you didn't accept."

"What the hell does that mean?" I asked. She said nothing, she only watched me with those empty eyes. "It's your blood that accepted it. Like the other half breeds like yourself."

I was so angry I could scream ... half-breeds ... like myself. Just who the hell does this bitch think she is? But as my head began throbbing I went into a rage, grabbed her by the throat and threw her to the ground and began wailing on her. As I smacked her she looked up with that same expression ... the more I hit the realization that nothing I can possibly do would effect her. Then I blacked out.

I came to with the scientist standing over me.

"Someone's here to see you max." he said. I was layed out on a bed only a trailer park could've given birth to. I sat up, my eyes met hers ... The black Queen...She was here, standing right before me. I leaped to my feet with all the grace of a wild animal.

"What is she doing here??!!" Anger burned the pit of my soul.

"Relax Max, she's the least of our worries." The scientist said so calmly.

"He's right Max ... ,just relax and the answers will come," answered the black Queen ... strangely not in the voice I've grown accustomed to and hated. The voice was different, nothing that I recalled in those living nightmares ...If you could call them that.This time her voice sounded vastly different ... almost angelic and it was not the same ... It calmed me ... I found my self wanting to listen to her. "Max ... I understand that you do not trust me and you have every right not to. And after what you've been through you have every right not to."

Without blinking she continued,"it's the 'me' you've been seeing in your visions isn't it? ... Well I asure you that it wasn't me."

All I could do was look at her for what seemed to be a life time.More confusion was under way I could see,and what did she mean by 'it wasn't me.'...And she dubbed my nightmares as 'visions'.

"What are you saying?" I asked confused. "The women in your visions is really the Queen of the Monolethians and her generals who come from a war like government that spawned from the shadows of my fathers ancient temple billions of years ago on our world Octavion. My father was a great king on our planet. He was loved by all ... or so we thought. My sister Ochimera and I were his pride and only blood that he had ... We were the only oneshe could truly trust ... Seeing that as a leader, he was tormented by the deep paranoia of betrayal. Which only grew worse after the death of our Mother during child birth. His fears were realized by his own Daughter Ochimera."

The queen took a deep breath as she paused and continued,"Ochimera was always a little trouble maker... there was something evil about her since the first breath drawn into her lungs. She envyed me ... Envy because little Chimera, myself ... seemed to be our fathers favorite daughters. And so her envy grew into hatred as time passed. We learned that she desired to be the only one in our fathers universe ... The only one he loved, so she couldcoveted his love. Butwhen she herd of our fathers plan to expand our race across the galaxy, she became consumed by rage." She paused once more.As if reflecting on something painful.

"You see Max ... Our world was once full of beings such as myself who had gifts ... Gifts of power, wisdom and long life ... But it was all about to end. Soon an illness threatened to wipe out our people. A sickness that caused our powers to fade and in the end shorten our life spans. We had no idea where it stemed from and we couldn't cure it. So the only salvation was to take our D.N.A to other worlds, to save our race. My father sent out scouts to comb the universe. The scoutssearched for centuries. But as time went on,Ochimera placed the final blow of betrayal upon our father and waged war upon him by an army she built from the criminals of our world ... So the white queen fell from her grace, the queen that onced ruled in the light of the morning while I slept ... You see, I'm dubbed as the black queen because I rule the night. It was an order that was meant to remain in our world as always ... But fate happens to all. During the conflicts the scouts returned with good news. They found a world that would sustain our people. Thought, it wasn't that new of a world ... and it already had primetive life forms dwelling on it. But their D.N.A. was comparable to our own and we were able to survive by combining our D.N.A."

The queen paused and then added, "my father was pleased and made plans to move on with the project quickly, but Ochimera discovered the location of this planet and arrived here before my father could and mixed her own D.N.A with these life forms ... withplanswith plans of making this world her own. Sadly she didn't realize this until it was too late ... that she also carried this same virus."

Max couldn't believe what he was hearing. It was strange but in his heart he felt she was telling the truth. He got up from his bed and wandered towards the shotty windows of the trailer.

"I have been living here with the occupants of this trailer park ... I've been caring for those my little sister has cast aside, it was her idea of perfection that has led these people to cast these children aside, call them 'freaks' and punish them for being different," the queen explained. "From this day forward, the only one you can truly trust is your heart."