EXCELSIOR

Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. and anyone experiencing the force under the hypnotics of EXCELSIOR would testify if they ever made it out alive.

John and Sarah left the engine room behind May, all three confident that they had the solution to the piercing sounds shooting through the atmosphere where they hung suspended for the designated thirty days. Sarah was the least experienced of the three; hers originating from first to last reads of books by her favorite author, Stephen King, and her thirst for knowledge on anything resembling the LANGOLIERS. "They're a kinky bit... don't you think, John?" The Langoliers ... or the potential that there may be something of the sort out here?" John barely cast a backward glance over his shoulder while marching on..."We don't have time for creative imagination. We have to get our act in gear or be left here. There's a rendezvous within hours and we have got to be on spot to clear this area. Come on." He lifted one heavy boot after the other trodding across the rocky surface of the star they were taking samples from. Sarah followed him.

Some distance ahead of them, May pulled an oddly arched parapet away to reveal an entrance to a cave of some sort. She tapped the radiophone on her sleeve to call her location back to John. He and Sarah changed their direction to find her already inside. They found her standing beneath the tip of a high chamber with stationary cushions resembling gel foam. "What is it?" Sarah spoke expecting either of the others to have an astute response. "Looks like... I don't know, maybe..." May rolled her head back to peer up into the height of the structure, " I'm not sure... a tower?" John looked up and then took a step to one side to touch the side of the structure. His gloved hand brushed the wall and came back with a sordid slime. It was dripping from the higher walls as well. "I think this is what we need to get a sample of, May. Where are the tubules?" She felt at the pouches on her suit... "I think we've used them all. We could get some of this next time... of," He cut her off, "No, I can go back and get more. This is something we can test for content right now." Then I will get them. It will only take a bit of time... minutes," May headed out of the chamber. As she stepped away, John went around the walls until he found another throughway and stepped out of the first room leaving Sarah.

In the absence of the other two, Sarah's mind drifted to the tales of strange creatures in strange places. Ir was her first assignment into the voids for sample collections from near stars in the universe. The Langoliers were creatures extending from that similar source... according to King. He knew so much about them... the situation. It was as though he had been out among them. She sat against a wall to wait for the others. When her butt settled into the soft gel coating the surface beneath her a tingling sensation shot through her groin. She smiled, "no... now that's.. that's too much..." Before she could get another word out a spiked trillium appearance opened beneath her, cupping her buttocks with its three petal-like extensions and sending a jolt into her vagina. Her back arched as it gyrated into and through her lower parts sending notes of confused sensuality and causing her to arch in the throes of numbed pleasure. As she moved it clenched her bottom tighter until she rested there with only her buttocks touching the base of the chamber... the pistil planted deep inside of her. The small feathery strokes that tickled her thighs through her suit left clouds of yellow and orange dust as they waived about her. There was a woodsy... leathery scent drifting around her now, as though it was coating her with its own aura. Sarah's eyes dimmed as she winced to see through bright colors exploding through her mind and from behind her eyelids as she opened and closed her eyes. Gasping, she tried to call for John... hoping he could hear her in the next room. It coated her with a silvery slime from her planted bottom up and around the soles of her boots. Minutes later it shot a thick spray of gel into the air above her. "John... JOh..." Sarah stopped talking. There was no sound other than the dripping of fresh ejaculation mixed with the woodsy scent that had enticed Sarah to her lulled seat on the floor.

John stepped through the connecting chamber feeling along the wall, marveling at the texture there. The gel was not as prevalent here, but some residue coated the walls as in the other room. As he stroked the thinly coated surface it began to heave. John leaned against it, supporting his chest by outspread palms of his hands as if to catch a whisper of sound emitted from the walls. As he leaned, the heaving caused him to fall more heavily against the wall. When he did it drew him forward onto it. The same tri-lobed life form clenched him and drew him into the wall, closing the three petal-like appendages behind him. The pistil-like orifice stroked his groin as though it was licking at him tasting but not devouring the human form it had wrapped inside. As it licked, the walls trembled and the floor heaved. John's penis enlarged and tightened as he had never experienced and his eyes rolled as he gasped arching his back toward and away from his invader... his violator. As he arched one last time the alien life form shot its pistil into John's buttocks through his suit and within moments, shot a spray of gel across the room behind John. John hung limp against the wall saying nothing for what seemed like an hour. He stirred slightly when he heard his name. May had returned and was looking around the chambers now. She had not found Sarah and was calling out for John to help find her. John's hips peeled away from the wall that had clenched him so tightly. His legs began to regain feeling as he slid back to a standing position on the floor and his shoulders slid away permitting his head to turn slightly. May saw him move and dashed to his side to tug him free. When she did, the last spurt of gel dripped from his thighs. No one spoke. She looked at John and turned her head to shine light on the space behind him. There was a glistening swirl of gel dripping a myriad of colors that spoke of some hypnotic aura... and John, standing there in what appeared like a drug-induced high. Where John had been attached emitted small hairs now sprouting beads which popped free and fell against the gel on any portion of the chamber. What had they done? May reached for John's hand to guide him out of the chamber in his spasmodic state. "We have to make that rendezvous."

No one heard Sarah's recovery. She sat nailed to the floor by the pistil implanted in her by the alien life form, coated with the gel it had sprayed when it reached its height. Excelsior... came to mind and rattled from her oral parts as she came unstilled. No more screams from the sudden piercing, the ramming of strange parts into her bottom. She wasn't screaming now. It had done no good then... and now, left in the chamber alone, screaming would serve no purpose. Three hours had passed since that horrific event. Three hours and her comrades had left her planted. Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Sarah was there and would stay there in place until and unless someone returned.