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“Move.” Ugly One’s cousin prodded her, but she planted her feet.

“You know what? On second thought, maybe I should go back to my cell. Think about this a bit more.”

Really, really think. Another peek over the railing showed no signs of Earth. Like not even the cute green Martian kind. Below were things conjured straight out of fantasy and psychedelic drugs.

Take, for instance, the Cyclops dude—big, tall, one-eyed, and green-skinned. Look at the Minotaur dude with the body of a guy boasting a twenty-four pack across his stomach and the head of a bull, if bulls had horns that gleamed of metal and eyes that literally glowed yellow. Ooh, and look at that, he was puffing some smoke as he stamped his foot on the ground. Shoulders dropped, and off the Minotaur charged right into a giant piece of clear gelatin.

Slurmp. The beast went right through and emerged on the other side covered in goop. He lay there for a moment, and then something happened. He squirmed. Thrust his hips. And squirmed some more. And…Oh. My.

She looked away. “I think I’ve seen enough. Can we leave now? I need to talk to your boss again.”

“Move.” Ugly’s cousin grabbed her arm and began to tug her toward some kind of platform system suspended on ropes.

“And Annabelle calls my planet primitive. We at least have mechanical elevators,” she mumbled as they forced her onto it.

“Easy cut.”

Say what? Before she could climb back off, the platform jerked and began to drop. As she descended into that vast auditorium, and dozens upon dozens of eyes—sometimes in the same face—began to track her, she could see why perhaps they might feel a need to cut their losses. No kindness graced any of the gazes. Nothing but calculation.

She might have worried more about setting foot amongst these aliens, except she thought she recognized Rafe sitting at a long trestle table, his back to her. At least she hoped it was Rafe. The build seemed right, as did the shorn head.

“Rafe!” She yelled his name, and the guy didn’t twitch in the least. Other folks, however, drew closer to the platform and stared upward.

She took a few steps away from the edge, evading their stares for the moment. However, those few steps wouldn’t stop them from grabbing her once the platform hit the floor.

About halfway down, something red came soaring, a flesh-based ball that rolled onto the platform. A veritable demon with slitted yellow eyes, red skin, and a definitely pointed tail leered at her with a maw of jagged teeth.

“So you’re the human the Maestro has been hiding.” He eyed her up and down. “I expected more breasts.”

“What is this obsession with more boobs?” A mumble that her visitor caught.

“Simple. We only have one cock, so one hole works. But I’ve got two hands, two feet, and a tail that likes to stroke.” He hopped to his feet and began a nasty gyration with his hips. “Get naked and I’ll show you.”

“Oh, hell no.” She lunged at him and shoved. As the demon went flying off the edge, she slapped a hand over her mouth. I can’t believe I did that. She shuffled to the edge and peered over, noting the floor was no more than ten or fifteen feet away, and the big blob waited for her at the bottom.

But where did the red guy go?

“Looking for someone?” was the query she heard just before a pair of hands shoved her in the ass.

“Eeek.”

Slurmp.

Help. I’ve been eaten by a giant gummy.