Five Months Later...
After going through so many strange things, we had come to terms with the idea that each fetus was being removed or extracted. In that case, we also suspected they were applying some sort of teletransporting technology similar to the one that the spaceship had used to capture us.
Life went on peacefully in the human biosphere. My companion Angelica and I were happy. We decided to see our habitat within the biosphere as our new world, and accept our new condition as two shipwreck survivors who had ended up on a deserted island. Honestly, I thought myself to be one lucky castaway, for I had ended up on a comfortable island and my “Friday” was the woman of my life, my other half who completed me. I accepted the idea that such a fantastic event, beyond the outer limit of
