Then I put my head under the flow
and gulp... Then I put my head under the flow
and gulp straight from the streamThe water makes odd noises when it hits my hollow stomach
I start to feel panicked now that my job is doneI want to be out of hereCivilization is deadly
I watch the floor on my way out, worried about tripping with my heavy bag, which is why I
don't see the silhouetted black figure on the patio until my hand is on the door
I hear his mumbled oath at the same time that a stupid squeak of fear escapes my mouthI spin
to sprint for the front door, hoping the locks are not latched, or at least not
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I don't even get two steps before rough, hard hands grab my shoulders and wrench me back
against his bodyToo big, too strong to be a womanThe bass voice proves me right
“One sound and you die,” he threatens grufflyI am shocked to feel a thin, sharp edge pushing
into the skin under my jawI shouldn't be given a choiceWho is this monster? I've never heard of one
who would break rulesI answer the only way I can
“Do it,” I spit through my teethI don't want to be a filthy parasite!”
I wait for the knife, and my heart is achingWhat
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“Clever,” the man mutters, and it doesn't sound like he's speaking to me
And that means a trapHow did they know?” The steel disappears from my throat, only to be
replaced by a hand as hard as iron
I can barely breathe under his grip
“Where are the rest of them?” he demands, squeezing
“It's just me!” I raspI can't lead him to JamieWhat will Jamie do when I don't come back?
Jamie is hungry!
I throw my elbow into his gut–and this really hurtsHis stomach muscles are as iron hard as the
handWhich is very strangeMuscles like that are the product of hard living or
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the parasites have neither
He doesn't even suck in a breath at my blowDesperate, I jab my heel into his instepThis
catches him off guard, and he wobblesI wrench away, but he grabs hold of my bag, yanking me
back into his bodyHis hand clamps down on my throat again
“Feisty for a peace-loving body snatcher, aren't you?”
His words are nonsensicalI thought the aliens were all the sameI guess they have their nut
jobs, too, after all
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“Iwill kill you, you worthless body thief
“Do it, then!”
Suddenly he gasps, and I wonder if any of my flailing limbs have made contactI don't feel any
new bruises
He lets go of my arm and grabs my hairHe's going to cut my throatI brace for
the slice of the knife
But the hand on my throat eases up, and then his fingers are fumbling on the back of my neck,
rough and warm on my skin
“Impossible,” he breathes
Something hits the floor with a thudHe's dropped the knife? I try to think of a way to get itThe hand on my neck isn't tight enough to keep me from yanking
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