When you opened your eyes, you were tied to a silver bed that looked like some kind of experimental table.

Where is this? You are just a law-abiding citizen who went out for a walk. Are you going to die like this?

As if to soothe that anxiety—or perhaps to amplify it—the sound of someone's presence begins to be heard from beyond what looks like an outer door.

"Glop, zip— grack, grooop—."

...What on earth is that sound? Being forcibly abducted by a UFO is terrifying enough, and now there are aliens.

And, as soon as the words end, a man who truly looks like some kind of alien opens the door and walks in.