5
TILLYBrie was not a happy rhino. She grunted and huffed, but she rubbed against me, letting me know she wasn't angry at me but at the rest of the world.
"Good girl," I whispered. "Sorry you were on your own."
I ran my hand over her horn and her growls lessened as she leaned into the touch. Brie loved a good horn rub.
"We've been abducted by aliens," I told her. Saying those words made it feel real, yet also totally ridiculous. Aliens. Abducted. A tiny part of my mind still clung to the hope that it was a dream or some kind of drug-induced hallucination.
"We're on a spaceship and I have no idea how to get home. Or if we'll even get home. Ever." I closed my eyes and breathed in Brie's earthy scent. It always calmed me, grounded me.
"I don't know what to do," I admitted, my voice bare
