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, speaking in incomprehensible words, at least to me. I heard a noise - and turned to the table, watching a compartment rise from it and reveal what looked like two Bluetooth headphone boxes, the small ones that you put on your ear, but I doubted that was all they were. "They're universal translators," replied the metallic voice coming from nowhere. "That way you'll be able to communicate." . - There was a brief silence before our ultimatum. - Your time starts now. - What? - I shouted. - No! Wait a minute! - Desperately, I looked from one side to the other, but I couldn't find the bars or the guards of the prison where I had spent the last few months. - I didn't agree to this! I can't stay here! Help! - Shut up! the mouth, annoying creature! - I was startled when I heard a thick, rough voice, which touched me, causing a series of chills. I turned and saw that large, red being next to the table, holding one of the little boxes, which made me led me to believe that he had placed the translator. I was paralyzed, not knowing whether to run, scream, call the police or the Army. I wanted anyone who was capable of defending me from this. Finally, all I could do was start cry. The panic was so great that it quickly consumed me, leading me to despair, which turned into a river of tears. - Help! I was shaking so much that it was as if I was freezing to death. I just wanted to go back to my cell, my pen and die among humans. Maristela might even think that I didn't deserve the death penalty, but I certainly preferred that to having to be sentenced to live with that big, red thing. scary. What sick, sadistic mind thought we could procreate? What creature thought he was so superior that he thought he could throw me in a cell with that thing and expect me to have sex with him? Like humans did with rats... This time I I am the rat... Realizing this increased my panic. I cried even more, leaning forward and resting my hands on my knees. - Help! Help! It didn't seem to matter how much I screamed, there was definitely no one there willing to help me. Chapter 6 What was that agonizing scream? I could find no ta