Horror Days- Chapter 5

Day 3

"Friend, wake up friend." The alien said shaking Thomas Eugene Paris who was laying down on the roof they were both on.

Tom opened up his eyes to a man shaking him. He was laying on a rather uncomfortable surface. After getting the help of the alien, Tom stood up.

"Who are you?" Tom asked the alien.

"I am Philian Porate; I am a reporter for Disaster News." He answered. "Your name?"

"I'm Lieutenant Tom Paris, from Voyager." Tom replied.

"Well, I would say welcome to Petrin, but I believe you haven't enjoyed the better part of our planet." Philian said. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, I'm fine." Tom answered.

Tom realized that his kidnapper's had not taken anything from him. His commbadge, his phaser, his tricorder, even his pips were all in place. It seemed so odd.

Then he looked around him. They were on top of a small house, below was probably one meter of murky water. Debris was floating on the water, parts of houses, furniture, and then he saw it. A body of a Petrinian was also floating in the water, it was a little girl.

"Lieutenant?" Philian asked trying to get his attention. Tom snapped his head towards the alien.

"Call me Tom." He answered.

"And I Phil." The alien said. "We need to get moving."

"Why?" Tom asked.

"I know of a relief center, but it is a very long walk away. We should get started." Phil responded.

"Okay, then let's go." Tom said.

Tom was able climb down the house into the water. After Phil climbed down, they started walking north. The water was waist high for Tom, but almost chest high for Phil.

Phil was one of the smaller aliens Tom had seen on the planet. Porate had rare red hair with his blue skin. His brown eyes seemed very distant.

Tom looked ahead into the unknown. After taking off most of his upper shirts because of the extreme heat, he was down to a t-shirt. He didn't know why the kidnappers had let him keep his belongings. Hell he didn't even know why he had been taken.

All he knew was that the probability that Voyager would be able to find him was minimal unless he was able to get to them first.