Ryan woke up, his stomach was still in agony, three weeks without a scrap of food does that to a man, but for the first time in months he could breathe without pain. He rose to a sitting percisiton, looking around him. Where was he... before long he realized where he was... who they were. He swallowed what if they turned him over to the human authorities.<br/>"Hello..." he said nervously... he had no idea why he could breathe easily again. Nothing made sense one second he was floating towards the light of the after life, towards his sister, the next he is waking up in the lavishly furnished apartment building that clearly belonged to the upper catacombs, not the skuwla he and his sister were used to. He coughed a little, and to his shock their was no blood... why wasn't there blood? he was near death he should be coughing his lungs up, with no small amount of blood. The cancer should have killed him, but it hadn't. he was scared confused, dehydrated and extremely hungry... could he risk attempting to use his food vouchers? could he risk getting medical help? if he still needed it. He didn't even want to risk using his water vouchers for fear of arrest... but it looked like he had little choise.<br/>"Why... why am i not dead?" He asked hoping the aliens would know the answer.