Chapter 1: The Blurred Line of Humanity

As I drifted through my thoughts, everything around me began to fade away. I pondered over my current identity. Could I still be classified as human? What had become of Earth in my absence? I recalled my last moments there; if such a significant number of people were abducted in a short time, surely it would have led to an extensive investigation. Perhaps Amber believed I hadn’t truly left her, or maybe the ship was simply too vast to remain concealed, even from the moon's view. But then, a grim thought struck me: what if this was just one of many ships? Was this operation akin to the ruthless extermination of buffalo in the Wild West or the grim harvest day on a pig farm?

The memory of Charlotte’s Web surfaced—a haunting tale. “Hey, kid, let’s discuss how I’m like a pig destined for slaughter.”

Suddenly, my confinement began to shift, signaling movement. But there was no brown tube this time; something felt different.

Was it yard time? I felt a rush of anticipation,