Grabbing my son by the arm, we ran, branches of trees smacking us in the face if we weren't careful. Fortunately we soon found a footpath that lead right back to the park. However, that made us easy targets for them.
Next thing I know, I'm face down on the ground, knocked down by some sort of energy blast, probably from one of their weapons. A tranquilizer. As the numbness spreads over my body, I told my son to run home to safety. "I'll be fine." I tell him, if only to make him feel safe. A few seconds later, and my eyes shut.
I wake up in some holding cell designed to look like the inside of one of our homes, complete with flora and furniture. Looking out my transparent wall, I see others of my race, as well as many other races, occupying cells across and down the hall. The robots come down the hall escorting yet another of my race to an empty cell across the corridor. Laying him on a bunk, they close the transparent door. Soon I find out that they're not automatons, but aliens in spacesuits as they remove their helmets. One, pinkish in color with short, gold hair, reports to a brown-skinned being with ebony black hair, evidently his superior officer. Looking out my porthole, I watch my home world, Carasect, as it circles the red sun Tamasynth, better known to you as Betelgeuse, before we set off at several hundred times the speed of light for a small blue planet 427 light-years away. A planet apparently known as Earth.