AUTHOR NOTE 1/23/19: I FINISHED YAAAAY. Hey I finally edited out Irke into Irk. Woo.
That one night…
He had a dream. It wasn't a normal dream nor was it a nightmare. It was strange, filled with fire and screams and a manic laughter and glowing red eyes. A gloved hand with three fingers grabbed at him and everything became space. Space and strange clicking and abnormal creatures staring at him. Eyes everywhere, just staring.
When he had awoke he found out that it wasn't a dream at all, but memories. The earth was ablaze and people were panicked, lasers and guns and masked alien beings were peppered through the city, and the last thing he saw of the Earth was his home on fire before stars filled his vision and everything became black. He was taken, kidnapped and he wasn't the only one. There were humans around him in the hold, their arms and legs restrained and many praying for a god that wouldn't come. Soon they were pushed out like cattle though a door, entering what looked to be a coliseum. Aliens were everywhere, waving around papers and shouting gibberish that even he couldn't decipher. A large alien was on the floor, presenting human after human until a gavel fell. It was his turn soon, and the excitement doubled it seemed. The frenzied shouting were accompanied by small fights until one harsh sound had everyone stop. A tall green creature had them all silenced, his dark violet eyes glinting in the light as he shouted out his words.
The gavel fell and Dib was dragged away.