My eyes open in the green night sky
My soul is traveling upward
Is my soul leaving me
I come to
I'm floating
Why am I floating? I try to look around. It's dark
There are so many stars
I see the forest Why is the forest below me? I'm getting further above the tops of the trees
Further from the ground
Above me I see one of their saucers; a smaller one I think
It seems big though from here just below it
It opens
Sir, we have the prisoner on the machine and ready for interrogation
He certainly is the one survivor we believed to be dead
Very good
Take us to him
This is the beginning of the end
We will find the last remaining hold outs of this planet's rebellion and snuff them out of existence