Abducted: Alien Work (American)

Alien imagery and UFO-contact make for this fictional portrait of the composition of Earthling qualities.

Fire in the Sky (Robert Lieberman) alien abduction fiction. Happy Holidays! 

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PSYCHIATRIST: You say your hometown bud (Marcus) comforted you for it.

AMLAN: Look, doc...I know this all sounds deranged, like sci-fi fantasy-IQ.

PSYCHIATRIST: If you need to indulge in the image of alien abduction, ok!

AMLAN: I know you'd understand my demeanor for will...Marcus is a pal.

PSYCHIATRIST: Fair; explicate on camping and being drawn into a ship.

AMLAN: We were singing campfire songs and saw a spaceship with lights.

PSYCHIATRIST: Marcus ran into his truck and sped-away and you stayed?

AMLAN: I was frozen but it was like the spaceship sent a hypnosis-signal.

PSYCHIATRIST: Just to you.

AMLAN: Just to me, doc...I was dropped back on Earth for simple leave!

PSYCHIATRIST: Then, you began posting on social media about UFOs, eh?

AMLAN: Facebook-like!

AMLAN: The interior of the ship was very advanced, and with buttons/IQ.

MARCUS: Hey, your shrink likes you, and I'm endorsing your recovery, pal.

AMLAN: I know I seem shaky, and it's because I am; I only read about this.

MARCUS: You mentioned it pre-camping, pal; library microfiche stuff!

AMLAN: Yeah, Marcus...post-WWII era American superstition IQ for aliens.

MARCUS: World-wars and alien invasion/visitation (makes sense), pal.

AMLAN: So, like this modern post-9/11 era Homeland's equal invasion IQ.

MARCUS: That's why everyone thinks you're drumming up hype, Amlan, ok.

AMLAN: Thanks for being my best-pal through this home-town craziness!

MARCUS: You still making those Earth sunshine artworks and sampling?

AMLAN: Facebook-like!

GIRLFRIEND: You seem shaky about comparisons with sci-fi movies/comics.

AMLAN: Ha, I know I've been a lifelong fan of this nonsense, so ok.

GIRLFRIEND: So, you're in the spaceship, and the aliens make lab-stuff?

AMLAN: They wanted to test a serum that would make me younger.

GIRLFRIEND: It didn't work, and they dumped you back to campsite, ok.

AMLAN: Yeah, and I'm to think their eternal-youth study was nonsense?

GIRLFRIEND: Maybe you've just become a Homeland messenger (of IQ).

AMLAN: What's it?

GIRLFRIEND: Spin this race 'contact' memoir into some archaeology-tale.

AMLAN: Aha...a novel concept; Abduction from Hell (or something)...cool.

GIRLFRIEND: Facebook-like.

What did the abducting/experimenting aliens (from Mars?) want with our protagonist prince 'hero' of this stranger faerie-tale of intuitions and claims for Earthling lore and superstition in the post-9/11 era American Homeland of invasion or transit-tremors paranoia for the Ego? Amlan decided to adapt the 'memoir' into a novel work of art, and it earned him much home-town cheers; but he maintained what happened was quite real. His pal Marcus, however, insisted the UFO may've not abducted him at all, and that he simply yearned to craft some image-IQ for abduction superstition of the human-humility variety, since he was hypnotized by the UFO-lights while Marcus had the quick-reflex to speed-away in his truck from the (visited) campsite. Marcus and Amlan decided to keep the UFO-sighting itself a half-secret, confiding in those they trusted only and re-presenting the entire 'ordeal' for general American home-town campfire invasion cinema 'expression' for fiction-cleats (for leviathan/uncertainty).

Amlan won the Pulitzer Prize for his searing insights into the qualia of fiction drawn from land and dominion superstitions tied with invasion or tremors of the heart. His fiction-friendly telling of the inside of the spaceship and the cursory dismissal of his person/body by the abducting aliens post-failure of experimentation for a youth-serum of incomplete art invoked that special Earthling sportsmanship 'contest-like' adjective for all things sovereignty and stylized (for dictionary-helmets).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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