The Body (Part 2)

Things aren't looking great for Bethany and co.

Bethany grasped at her face as her eyes opened. Her gut reaction was that her eyes were still covered, but instead, a dim grey light greeted her. She had a horrible headache, but she knew she could hear voices. They sounded distant and distressed, and it would take a minute before she could understand them. She had been lying flat on her back, on what was obviously some sort of cement floor. She propped herself up onto her arms and wearily moved until she was sitting on her butt. 

“Bethany!” the voice shouted through the haze.

“Wh-what is going on?” she responded as she rubbed her left temple. 

“Aliens,” the clearer, and noticeably older, voice said in a flat tone. 

“Ankers, who else is here,” she asked as she reached out for a wall to pull herself up on. There was nothing around her, and the light was so dim that everything was just a shadow. 

“Just a handful of us, they keep coming back in and taking us all one by o---,” he started, but his sentence was cut short.

The loud clanking of a metal door darted around the room. No lights came on, but she could feel the sinking feeling that they must have been coming for her. They were. Very strong hands grasped her arms and began to drag her across the floor as the room erupted in a panic.