The Quantum Connection

'Eeeaaaccchhhh! Pleeeeaase do not kill me!' It flailed and screamed in pain.

'Then you will tell me where Tatiana is!' I yelled in its face. Blue-green syrup now just oozed from the eyeless socket.

'Please, I do not know. I merely removed her. She had to be removed or the Himbroozya could have destroyed us all!' His two-piece nictitating membranes clamped tight over the destroyed eye.

'The Himbroozya? What are you talking about?' 'Becca asked it.

'She was infected with the Himbroozya. I could not allow her to come into contact with The Species.'

'I don't care if she had the measles, typhoid, V.D., and Ebola—bring her back now!' I shook him again.

'I cannot. She has been removed . . . converted to energy in a singularity. She is dead.'

'No, she isn't, you little bulbous-headed ass. Mike, connect to this thing's link,' I said and thought at the same time.

Do you hear me, alien? 

Yes! How did you do that? 

None of your damned business. I slapped the thing on the side of the head and told him to shut the hell up because I was the one asking the questions here. Tatiana, can you hear me, baby?

Stevie? 

Are you okay, Tatiana? 

There is no change, lover, and I'm getting scared. The warp field is holding for now. I have done some calculations and I believe that the warp field will last for about two thousand years, but I sure as hell don't want to stay in here that long. It's real dark in here, Stevie. 

I'm working on it, gorgeous. I will get you out of there! I throttled the little Gray a bit more. You hear that, you alien puke. She is still alive and trapped in that damned bubble of yours.

But how? The alien thought to me. That is impossible!

I smacked him on side of the head again, Did that sound impossible to you? She is there. NOW GET HER OUT!

Even if I could, I would not. You can kill me if you must, but she cannot come into contact with The Species. 

And why is that? 

I cannot say. 

I smacked him again. You better get to saying or you'll be needing two eye patches instead of one!

Please stop punishing me. I cannot say because I do not know other than the fact that she was infected with the Himbroozya. My orders are that no creature thus infected be allowed to come into physical contact with The Species. Only the Regency could tell you why. The little Gray thing squirmed against its bonds in an attempt to loosen the pressure on its stump arm and its popped eye was looking kind of rough as well. It must have been in some real pain.

Then you will take us to this Regency now! That is, unless you want to join your friends over the edge of the building here. I pointed at the alien blood oozing everywhere to make my point.

I will take you. 

Good. Then if you will allow me to use my nanomachines on you, I'll fix you. 

Please, I am in agony. 

Mike, fix him. I was mad and wanted to kill the entire Gray race, but the levels of cruelty and torture I had inflicted upon the creature I could only stomach for so long. I was mad but not psychotic.

Don't let this go to your bulbous head, alien. If you get out of line I'll squish you in a heartbeat! His eye resolved back into place, as well as his arm. The alien looked at its arm and blinked its large two-part nictitating membranes on his left eye rapidly.

Tatiana? How are you? 

Still in here, Steven. Any luck yet? 

I'm still working on it. Try to hold on in there for now. 

I'll hold on as long as I have to. Just get me out of here. 

I explained to the rest of the gang what was going on and what the little alien had said. I felt no remorse or pity for the creature as they had felt none for me those years that they had tortured me and tormented me without me even knowing it. Their influence had led me to attempt suicide. I had no sympathy for the thing. But I did fix it. I could have let it remain in agony a bit longer. But my guess was that I was torturing an officer that didn't create the policies of the Gray race, but only enforced them. I wanted to find the bastard who was in charge and torture it. Anson had listened carefully as I replayed the conversation for them. He was convinced more than ever of the boobytrap theory.

Tabitha was most interested in the fact that the thing referred to itself as The Species. The arrogant little fuckers! I know my accounting here has some colorful language but you just have to realize how much I was growing to hate these things. They were arrogant; they felt it was okay to go around abducting and murdering people, and they had just attempted to kill Tatiana. We had done nothing to provoke them. Had Mike not intervened in time, she would be dead for sure.

Stevie?