Being abducted by aliens was nothing compared to being unabducted by them… unabducted is a word, isn’t it? Let’s start with the overgrown feral rat people. Or maybe it’s overgrown feral mole men… Either way, let that sink in for a moment. Not a pretty thought, right? Not so long ago the only thing I had to worry about was overcooking someone’s steak. Now it’s all bloodthirsty beasts, brooding warriors, and being passed from one alien to another like a popular trading card. Did I mention brooding warriors? That’s the roughest part of all of this. Well, one particular brooding warrior, I guess. In the space of a day and a night the guy has gone from ignoring my very existence to stalking me across the face of the planet. And if I can’t shake him, I don’t know what he’ll do to me.
Ivy Cross has been in love with science fiction since she was old enough to hold her head up through an entire episode of Doctor Who. She is a passionate reader, gamer (both board and video), and adventuress. Addictions include, but are not limited to: strong coffee, sweet wine, and sweeter desserts.