Later, the black doors slide open and Megan squinted against the artificial light spilling into her prison. She hadn't worked out how to escape the spaceship but she vowed she wouldn't stop trying.

"Come." The larger of the two Tryns gestured. Both wore leather breechcloths that blended in with their furry hides.

She shivered. Even if she made it through this, she'd have nightmares of these grotesque demons forever. "Where are you taking me?"

"To the ...