I wake up feeling funny, like something is controlling me...it's a presence, it's the Alien! he will never let me, I realized that... I feel a, it's its presence..it's hungry for me,and I can't stop it or run away! I am its obedient plaything. Under its control, I gag myself while I whimper and scream, but nobody can hear me. Then the presence grabs me and starts pulling me down headfirst between the bed and the wall. I struggle, to no avail. The Alien is too strong. I disappear under the bed, only to leave a sneaker on the bed, as the last trace of its meal, me.