Future Darkly: Eyes In The Sky

A beat-up suitcase sits open on the bed while Adriana Chechik stuffs it fast—clothes, panties, boots, that dirty book she bought, rubbers, the card she made for Seth Gamble. Radio’s on, some song she barely hears. She zips it, kills the music, and bolts when the horn sounds. Outside, she practically jumps Seth, squeezing him tight before climbing in. They roll through the trees, trading stupid trivia questions, laughing like idiots, until Seth loses and tells her to kill the app. She leans back, watches the sun drop, then gets that look in her eye. Hand on his crotch. “Pull over,” she says, soft and cocky. He tries to argue, but her fingers close around him and the car is already slowing. She’s got his belt half undone when he spots the red glow in the woods. Game over. They step out. He finds the nest—slimy, pulsing eggs under a weird beam. Next thing they know, the light swallows them. Cut to black. They wake wrapped tight in plastic cocoons, faces free, in some dark room that feels like the inside of a speaker. Two more naked bodies—Kristen Scott and Ryan McLane—lie curled in the corner. A crowd above. An alien voice cracks, the ceiling splits, and the lights slam down. Kristen and Ryan snap awake like puppets, crawl straight over the cocoons, and start fucking hard while the stands explode. Adriana and Seth can only watch. When it ends the ceiling slams shut again, the other couple snaps back to normal, and the four of them scramble for answers. The couple says it’s an alien game show, and the guys usually don’t make it. Adriana stares up at the dark, biting her lip. “Ever try to trick them?” Lights slam open again. The voice barks. Adriana drops to all fours, spreads herself wide, and the four bodies tangle in a nasty, desperate pile—Adriana choking down Ryan’s cock, Seth driving into her from behind while Kristen licks underneath, every wet slap and gag feeding the roar above. Right when the crowd peaks, Adriana screams “NOW!”