Déjà vu.

You were alive which perplexed you as you couldn't guess of it was a good or a bad thing.

In all expectation jumping from inside another ship should have consequences ranging from catastrophic to apocalyptic. But you were alive and from what you could feel unharmed except for that headache.

As you opened your eyes a vision of horror met them and with it a dreadful realization. You were in a white room, strapped naked on a gurney , with cables on your head. You never escaped ! It was part of the simulation, you were probably not even awake right now.

Fuck! You entered the coordinates to the fleet headquarter in the sector. You just doomed Calderon and all its inhabitants to a large scale attack by the Greys.

This time, the lock on the cuffs was insane, the code structure like given life from an Escher esquisse. No matter how hard you were fucked there was a dark feeling lurking just above the surface of your psyche.

You were unable to discern that simulation from reality except for a few bugs. Never again in your life would you be certain of experiencing reality.

The door opened and two shadows entered.

One was a Grey, 1.3 meter tall grey humanoid with an extended bald skull, perverted full black eyes and a smile full of short pointy yellow teeth.

As absolutely horrifying a Grey could be his companion was even worse.

Little could tell if it was once human or a degenerate hybrid bred in their labs.

It was deformed its skull split in half, one side human like and the other swollen like a Grey. Patches of hair were scattered on raw red skin across its sickly pale body.

Three eyes, one human, one Grey and one made of glass and metal on its forehead.

Its hands had seven fingers and the left one was twice the size of the other

It had a row of three large boobs on its chest and at least seven dicks of various sizes and colors sticking from its crotch.

Its mouth opened revealing the wreck of uneven teeth that filled it while it moved its two long tongues.

"Thank you, the masters are happy about what you gave them. Now give us more before they decide your head's contents have more value as their next meal, than the trivial information it contains." The creature declared in perfect unaccented English.

They wanted you to become a traitor, more than you already were (unknowingly ) or they would eat your brain.

Surviving meant more **** and maybe even turning into such a parody of human being, on the other hand, **** was final and there wouldn't be any second chances.