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The bright light in the sky was from a UFO. Me and my friends had been abducted. I didn’t know where they were. Maybe they were in rooms like this one. Someone locked me up in here as a cruel game. Or torture.
And then put a male Titan in here with me.
For what purpose?
I felt sick.
This couldn’t be happening. It just couldn’t.
I lived in the real world. Not Fantasy Land.
“Now I really am hungry,” Chax said. “Fast healing takes energy. Lots and lots of energy. Are you sure you’re not hungry?”
He drifted back over to the dining table.
“Uh, yeah, actually, I am,” I said.
“Good,” he said. “But I think we’re going to need a new knife. Titan blood might be powerful but it sure doesn’t taste great.”
“Sorry again for cutting you,” I said.
“I’ve had worse shaving,” Chax said.
I found that hard to believe. What did he use to shave with? A shard of glass?
Chax moved to the machine and nodded to it.
“Just tell it what you’d like,” he said.
“Computer,” I said, repeating what he said before. “I’ll have… spaghetti bolognese.”
A moment later, the meal was there. It came with a fork and spoon and a side dish of parmesan cheese.
“Wow,” I said. “It’s even faster than McDonald’s. What is this machine called anyway?”
“It’s a replicator.”
It was all I could do not to wolf it down. If Chax wasn’t there, I would have.
Chax turned away to bring the steak to his side of the table. I took the opportunity to get a better look at him. He wore nothing but his tight pair of dark underwear. His body was ridiculous. Toned muscles popped and flexed in places I didn’t even know muscles existed. He could have been a model for Hugo Boss.
I tried not to gawp but it was difficult.
It wasn’t every day you saw a guy with that physique. Even less often when you were trapped in a room with him.
He had a nice ass too. The type that crossed a room and begged for attention and wouldn’t let up until it got it.
Well, it got mine.
In another time and place, I might have been interested.
But not here. Not with the threat of being trapped in this room for the rest of my life hanging over me. We were going to get out of here, no matter what it took.
He brought a mug of drink over to complement the steak he ordered for me earlier.
“What exactly is a Methusida steak, anyway?” I said.
“It’s a steak made from a creature called a Methusida.”
