He woke up dazed. He was lying on a flat structure and wondered if it was a table or a bed. He glanced around and noticed he was in a dome-shaped room. He was surprised he was alive, but wondered where he was.
He sat up. He couldn’t remember what happened. He blacked out at some point. Just then the door opened. Two beings entered. They were dressed in clothes that looked unnatural. They were aliens, he thought. They smudged chemicals on his face and dressed him up.
“Next time, don’t get drunk before showtime,” their fellow clown was told.
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