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Possession.

It was the light which had startled her, and then suddenly she was not in control of her own body anymore. She had first seen the light while she and her friends had been driving down the country roads. She had never liked country roads. They were so empty, so remote and thanks to those movies about horrible backwater places where people were cut open, eaten, and nobody outside would ever know about it.

It looked like the moves had a grain of truth.

She and her friends had been driving near the light when they had seen it. The light had flared brightly for a long moment and she and her friends were mesmerised by the light, like moths to the flame. The light seemed to speak to her, within her own mind, her brain. Instinctively she tried to flee out of terror, pure terror, but no matter how much she tried to turn, to run, to hide, anything that didn't involve being rooted to the ground like a tree or a statue and totally incapable of shouting or saying anything to her friends, or taking her eyes off of the green light. It seemed the light was compressing her mind so she was able to think to herself, like this, but she had nothing strong enough to make her body move or do anything.

The light seemed to speak to her.

There is no fear.

You are not afraid.

Fear is a wasteful emotion.

Emotions should be purged.

You are not afraid.

You will walk towards the Light.

She walked with her friends towards the green light, and as she grew closer the details of the light cleared up. She couldn't believe it. The light was coming from a flying saucer. Aliens! But it seemed impossible, and yet it was happening. Somehow the light had taken control of their minds and their bodies, but what would the aliens do? She had seen movies of alien abduction, and experimentation, was that what was going to happen here?

A beam of light scanned each person in turn, and she wondered what it was. She kept very still as the light scanned her before it moved off to the next person.

You have been selected.

The cold voice that spoke in her mind vanished suddenly, and even when she asked herself aloud within her own mind what she had been selected for, the light didn't answer. It just gave out another order.

Move to the side with the others.

She did so, and she was joined by several others although she never had the means to get a final count in time she would start to wonder to herself if she would have been better off as she watched as the aliens left the ship in their red spacesuits with the gold/silvery mesh move to the other, far larger group.

She just stood there, and she looked on as the aliens escorted the larger group inside the ship. She and the others followed, marching like soldiers inside the ship where they reached a room that looked like a cross between a hospital surgical ward and a slaughterhouse. She could do nothing, as she looked on in horror as the aliens methodically open the bodies of the people. They didn't scream. That was the worse of it. The aliens' mind control was as strong within their own craft as it was outside of it, and she watched, screaming and pounding away in her own head as the aliens collected organs and pieces of skin and muscles from their victims and placed them inside store boxes and carefully placed them in some kind of storage device like a giant freezer vault.

But the order from the ship that came next chilled her.

Help pick up and dispose of the bodies. Take them outside and leave them on the grass.

She wanted to scream her refusal, but her lips and her tongue would not work. Instead, she found herself moving and picking up the gutted bodies, trying hard not to look down at the corpses. The stench of their bodies permeated the otherwise sterile room. She felt sick. She wanted to be physically sick. She wanted to do something, anything that was herself, human, and not alien.

But she didn't.

She was just helping take the bodies out of the flying saucer and she dumped them on the ground. She looked into the eyes of the others, hoping to see the same horror reflected in their eyes, but there was nothing. No emotion. No feeling. No horror. Their eyes were open, but they were like mindless automatons, but something told her they were like her, prisoners so deeply interned within their own minds they could not even show their real identities.

But the real hell was about to begin.

Return to the ship.

Obeying the order, the entire group went back in. Once inside they donned spacesuits identical to those the aliens wore while special contacts were inserted into the eyes. Once the suits were sealed, the green liquid was pumped into the helmet. For a moment she thought she was going to drown, but the drug they had injected her with allowed her to breathe in the air in the liquid. After she took her new post, the ship began to lift off the ground and it shot out of the atmosphere extremely fast. As it did so, she felt a strange sensation like many wasps were stinging her and yet the pain receptors in her brain refused to kick in to tell her about it. But she did feel a strange sensation in her abdomen, it felt as if some of her insides were burning up but she wasn't sure if this was typical or not.

Finally, the acceleration within the flying saucer seemed to stop.

Stand.

She stood up. The others followed suit.

Wait in line for conversion.

A distant sharp pain in her ears followed as she stood up and waited patiently for her turn while in front of her the others stepped into some kind of booth, where they went still for a few moments before they left. When it was her turn, she felt a buzzing in her mind and in her head. Strange thoughts appeared in her head, followed by memories which were not her own. And then she felt as if there was something, no somebody else there in her mind, and she shivered at the cold sensation of the other's mind.

But from that sensation, she learned the other was intelligent, highly intelligent, cold and reserved with an uncaring attitude and a desire to survive while images of a different life filtered through, of life in another world entered her awareness.

A life without laughter

A life without love, family, and friends. Just cold, analytical knowledge and intellect, but with a fanatical desire to survive after some terrible, unknown disaster, which made their race leave their bodies and be forced to take control of others.

She felt the mind's contempt for her, for her entire race, and an uncaring view of what should happen to the whole of humanity. She felt the alien possessing her, for it was possession, move her body away from the conversion unit.

She was locked away within her mind as she joined the aliens in their missions to Earth. She watched in horror as the alien took her body to guard the ships that she was on, mercilessly shooting down anyone unfortunate enough to wander into the path of the aliens and their fucking ships, helping to take humans into the ships where they were killed and their bodies removed, while others were converted like I was and had an alien inserted into their brains. She didn't know how long she was possessed before she was killed by SHADO, but she was forever grateful to them for liberating her from the endless grief although she longed to tell them after throwing the alien control off what the aliens were and what they wanted, for liberating her from the horrifying transplant operations because the alien ships had badly built their ships, and the radiation from the engines and interstellar travel damaged my body until one question echoed forever in my head.

Will I ever be free?