Chapter Four
Those oddly squishy shoes did a great job of making my journey to Gideon’s room a comfortable one, or at least as comfortable as a walk through the bowels of an alien ship could be. The skirt of my dress was a little long, so I had to hold it up to avoid tripping, but otherwise it wasn’t too much work to follow Gideon as he led me down the corridor and to the elevators once again. This time, though, it seemed as if we just kept going, and going, and I wondered once again how many decks the ship contained, and how many Reptilians were assigned here.
We did pass a number of crew members once we emerged from the elevator, and it was on this upper deck that I got my first glimpse of the “Greys,” the aliens that had haunted popular culture for the past seventy-five years. Because
