As you paced around your cell, your heart racing with fear and frustration, you couldn't help but feel a sense of deep despair. You had been captured by the most feared race in the entire galaxy - the humans. Despite being technologically inferior to other advanced civilizations, humans were known for their unpredictability and violent tendencies. The thought of what they might do to you made your blood run cold. Would they subject you to cruel and painful experiments? Would they make you their slave? The shock collar around your neck and the chain around your ankle connecting you to the wall weren't a good sign.

To make matters worse, you were completely alone. Separated from your own kind and confined to a small, sterile space station that seemed to spin endlessly through the vast emptiness of space. As you stood there, lost in thought, you suddenly heard the door to your cell open. You jumped back in fear, expecting the worst. To your surprise, one of the humans entered the room. They set a tray of food down on the table.

“How do you feel?” You could barely understand their broken Intergalactic Language, but you could tell they were trying to communicate with you. Their accent interfered with what they were trying to say. Were they going to hurt you?