Thursday, January 22, 2009

Drabble: In Captivity

In Captivity

It was our fifth day in the sealed white room. The rhythms of food and drink, dark and light were becoming routine.

“But what do those, those creatures want?” asked Martha.

“I think I have a theory.” I glance around. “I think our captors are scientists, of a sort, observing human social behavior.”

“What do you mean, behavior?”

“Well, an adult male and female...”

“Oh lord...”

“Horrid, I know. Still, it may be our only way out.”

She wasn’t ready yet, but it was but a matter of time. The whole hoax had been expensive, but when it paid off...

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