<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="background-color:#353535; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;">Hannah's excited screaming was rudely interrupted as the creature wrapped a hand around her mouth and dragged her inside the pod that closed with a hiss. <span style="color: #FF80BF"><span style="font-style: italic">Oh, nonononono.</span></span> Hannah bit down on his hand to no avail. He was much taller and much stronger than her, turning her effortlessly around to face him. Was that - fear in his eyes? Hannah stopped struggling inside the tiny pod. Maybe she wouldn't be kidnapped by an extraterrestrial after all. As cool as it would be, she wouldn't be able to tell anyone, anyway, which was kind of the point of the whole thing about seeing aliens.<br/><br/>The thing seemed distressed as it sat down on the surprisingly comfortable-looking bed. Hannah crossed her arms and squinted, trying to figure out what exactly was happening. Who attacks people and then don't do anything? Extra-terrestrials, apparently. <br/><br/><span style="color: #FF80BF">"Y'know, y've <span style="font-style: italic">no</span> right to look so upset,"</span> she said, waggling a finger uncertainly at it. Him? <span style="color: #FF80BF">"You weren't just - attacked by an alien!"</span> She paused, realizing that she had actually attempted to bite him, and she was just as strange to him as he was to her. <span style="color: #FF80BF">"Wait I guess - I guess maybe you were. But that's beside the p-point,"</span> she continued with a small hiccup.<br/><br/>She began slapping her hands against the inner walls of the pod lightly, hoping for another mysterious occurrence of the magic space touch to let her out again.</div></div>