If you've ever seen the movie Ransom starring Mel Gibson you'd know that the plot involves turning a kidnapping on it's head and taking control. That is exactly what I intended to do. I was full of sorrow [are you convinced yet :Þ ??], but yet I was angry and fed-up with the whole situation. It had been over a week and still no instructions had been received and no practical actions had been taken. It was time to start the ball rolling.
I sent a message to the abductors (via their anonymous Hotmail account) worded as follows:
I informed Alien's family (whom he brought me over to meet once to get his father's blessing for the relationship) of his predicament and took a collage of photographs. I attached this with the message. It looks like this:
I then got sent this message:
They attached this photo:
Obviously the part about Alien enjoying himself is a lie. He's only comfortable dressing up like that when he's around me, not some evil ET-napper! Now I'm concerned about what he's going to be like when he returns. He might insist that I buy him men's underthings instead. *shudder* the thought of it gives me goosebumps.
After this there was no communication for a week. ONE WHOLE WEEK!! I was scared that they had terminated Alien with a needle due to my increasing boldness, but I felt good after that for standing up for myself, and as it turned out my courage and confidence was a good thing.
Then on Friday the 2nd of August 2002 at 9:29 am and 28 seconds they sent us this message:
Surf to the next chapter to see what happens.