I died, upon waking up I saw a group of unfamiliar faces..... species.
I lifted up my arm and noticed I only had theree fingers.
I was confused, they stood me up and ran some notes and diagnostics. I was interviewed and asked how was my trip to the prototype planet they plan on continuing to promote to other species that will someday produce a lot of species so that they can conquer it again one day.
I was a test subject, I had a life down there... I had a wife, two children, and cats.. and now they wake me up after my death, asking how was my trip?
They even asked me if I wanted another round... after that shit I went through.... no... not again please.
It was a one way trip and there is no way I’m going to die at any moment in front of aliens putting me on an experiment not even I was aware of!!
So yeah... in conclusion... I hated the trip, thirty years in the company and they reward me with this! Hell no....
