No one saw it happen. Tom’s body began to tingle and pinch as he sat in his office chair. He thought he should try and cry out for help but the words did not form in time. An electrical sound shot through the office and Tom’s smoldering cloths tumbled to the floor in a heap.
“I couldn’t explain how, but I knew I was needed. I felt my mind being twisted and stretched as it was dragged into another world. For what… I don’t know!” Tom thought.
“Teleportation completed sir. DNA scan confirms the field data.” the technician reported.
“I want a full medical scan and evaluation. Send a slave in as soon as it regains consciousness.” said the captain. “I want it comfortable until we are given the order to kill it”
“Kill it,” responded the technician as his flesh flashed in rolling oranges and yellows showing concern. “We are going to disregard the prophecy?”
“We are winning this war!” the captain bristled. “I don’t think the high council is going to let this thing jeopardize that by letting it live. If it fell into the wrong hands…” he paused and flattened the spikes that had sprung up over the entirety of his flesh. His color paled showing a more relaxed posture. “Well we all know what that could mean.”
A large space ship filled with water. In a small air bubble our hero floats weightless and unconscious after teleportation. Several cuttlefish looking aliens hover around the bubble. One alien presses buttons on a glowing instrument panel. A humanoid looking female swims outside the bubble peering in. Across a large expanse of the ship 1 or 2 large windows show a view of space. The interior is very biotech and organic looking with very few squared surfaces. A few aliens float in the background to give a sense of the large size of the water filled craft.