Hope sighed. She'd been there another hour and the inevitable was happening. This had become such a routine over the past few weeks, that she almost didn't cotton on to the three figures emerging in front of her.
Not again, she thought, and got ready, her hands clenched into fists in front of her face.
Maybe he'll save me again, she mused.
And then she saw who was coming towards her. All reality was failing now. They edged closer and she observed coloured masks over their faces. Six foot, or taller, bare chests, green skin, weapons poised in their three fingered hands. These three, were, well, Hope didn't dare imagine this was real.
"We'd like you to come with us." One said.
"What… what…" Stammered Hope.
"Come on." Said another and clamped his hand over her mouth, before covering her head with a bag. Hope tried to scream, terrified of these creatures who were kidnapping her. She had no where they were taking her, or why.
"We're not going to hurt you. I promise." Reassured another one. Hope wasn't so sure.
The sound of a manhole cover being removed and the stench of sewer caught her nostrils. She blacked out.