The pounding in his head was the first thing Phil noticed when he woke. The second was the glass enclosure surrounding him.
Getting to his feet, he stumbled across the smooth plastic floor to the enclosure’s wall. He reached out to touch it, but yanked his hand back, trying to shake off the static chock.
“Look, Daddy! It’s awake!”
Phil turned toward the voice to see a young girl who appeared hum, except for purple skin.
“Please note the feeding habits of the human male.”
Phil winced at the voice as a slot opened and a steak was pushed through.