Ron clamped his hand shut. “Nothing. Don’t worry about it.”
Jack’s eyebrows raised. “OK, dude. What are you hiding?”
Ron sighed. “You really want to know? Fine.”
He opened his hand. Jack leaned forward, staring, but he saw nothing. He frowned.
Then a beam of light shot from Ron’s hand, striking Jack directly in the face. He rocked backwards, soon losing his vision. “What the?” But it was too late. Ron had transported him into another dimension.
Ron peeled back the human mask covering his blue alien face. “Perfect. Another new prisoner.”