The green-grey, wrinkle-skinned aliens had replied with a stilted, unknown accent to their english, "Research you, examine the way your organisms interact and react with certain things."

     All I understood was that it was going to be torture. They'll do whatever to me to get their research on humans and then dispose of me. Who knows, they'll probably decide to dissect me!

     Oh, goodness. What did I do to deserve this fate?!

     This all started when me and my friends went to Area 51. We, somehow, got through the gates, but before we could get to any building of any sort, a ship appeared out of nowhere!

     The aliens abducted me and my friend Steve, honestly, I think they allowed our other friends to get away. Maybe they just wanted a speciman of both genders?

     Oh, but why'd they have to choose me? Why not Jessica? She'd be a better 'speciman' of the female nature.

     Gahh! That's cruel to think, Izzy! Get a hold of yourself!

     Now, where'd they take Steve? They left me in some sort of holding cell, while two science-y aliens took Steve somewhere.