“They’re going to come,” Brian said to me as I looked through the cracked glass of our current base.
“Before they come,” I asked, “Can you tell me how you found me again, err…”
“Brian!” Brian exclaimed.
“That’s it, Brian! So, can you tell me?”
“Fine,” Brian started the story. “One day while I was walking, I noticed a small green sphere halfway buried in the ground. I approached it and, seeing that it was shining, I picked it up and headed back to my base. I was about to run some tests on it when it started shining in a specific spot. I touched that spot and the sphere got very hot and burned my hand, so I threw it on the ground. It opened and a purple goo like substance immediately spewed out. It was very intelligent. We studied each other for a few minutes, until its gelatinous form shifted into what seemed to be a human-like shape. It held out its “hand,” like he wanted to shake hands. So, I touched his hand, and my hand was encompassed by thousands of effects, each trying to gain full control of my senses. I didn’t feel any pain during this event, but I felt that something was wrong, so I tried to pull my hand away, but it was then that I realized that I was no longer controlling the mound of flesh that I have come to know as my body. I tried to flail my arms, to no avail. Then, suddenly, I was given control of my body and my arm fell to the side of my body. The purple mass then continued to pull itself into
