The figure walked through the blackness, stepping out of a door of white light, he halted, and a grin formed on his face. He looked to his left, those aliens had actually gathered the nerve to face him, well, one of them had. He turned to his right, another alien, and then more appeared, chanting in a semicircle around him. As he saw two more aliens appear to rescue his employee, he straightened his tie.
"We'll see…about that!"
Time probably had no meaning here, so he had no idea how long he had been here. Corporal Adrian shepherd had been here for what felt like a lifetime, waiting, his demons driving him further past the line he thought he didn't have. He had long since taken refuge in madness, for he found peace in it. His mind could keep itself above boredom and misery. Even so, he longed for freedom a wish that was granted all too soon. His mind patrolling the boundaries of human thought as usual, he was torn from his meditation by a loud voice, echoing in the void of the osprey. "We'll see…about that!" the voice witch spoke these words was that of the man who had put him in this blackness. As soon as these words sounded, the door to the pilot's cabin of the osprey melted and flowed into itself, leaving a glowing green mist in the doorway. Hesitantly, Adrian staggered over to the emerald mist…
And stepped in.
The world solidified around him, every muscle and bone stung. Adrian knew he could not stay on his back for long, pulling himself up to his feet, his vision cleared. A city, a very beat up city. He was sitting in an alley, the stinging had now subsided, but a strange itch was creeping its way up his left leg. He looked at his legs; they were drifting in and out of his vision, as if both inside and outside reality at once. Then the itch engulfed him, and he was pulled away from the alley. He found himself standing in a cave, glowing larvae covered the walls and a large beetle like creature jumped at him. He was pulled away before it connected though, and found himself reaffirmed in an odd building. There were video screens all over the walls, an antique chair and table stood on a slight elevation in the room. An old man stood behind the chair, talking to an alien organism through one of the video panels. "There he went again! It freeman I tell you!" he turned around and saw Adrian "here goes another one!" he yelled at the video screen, before Adrian was pulled back again.
With a jolt shepherd bolted upright, he had now been phasing in and out of various locations now, but he had seemingly reaffirmed himself in the alley. He groaned, after several seconds stumbling around, he vomited all over the wall. All he could find energy for at the moment was to look up. The skyline was truly shocking. A colossal tower stood a few miles from where he stood, and small robotic constructs flew about the sky. Adrian staggered out of the alley and began to take a mental note of the area, it was a plaza, and a statue stood in the centre. He recognized it at once, despite the damage done to it. he was in Trafalgar square. That meant he was in London. The only major difference to the city since he had been here as part of his training, was that the architecture was all of alien design, save a few key buildings. the only words which flashed through his mind as he saw this, were
"what the bloody hell?"
