I slowly opened my eyes. I was laying flat on my back, in a room shrouded in mist. Above me, two eyes, glowing bright white, bore into mine. The face that contained them was a waxy green hue, dusted with a few freckles. It was the Martian girl. Another enemy. She seemed startled that I had awoken. All the better.
I sprung forward, thrashing violently, trying to attack. She held her hands up slowly, and I was dropped back onto the surface on which I was laying, and sank back into oblivion.
When I awoke again, it was in a different room. The surface I was on was soft. The room was bathed in harsh...
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