I think that's the date, at least it was the 15th before I ended up here.
I had just fallen asleep when I was woken by the sound of a helicopter. The AMED helicopter pilots were trained in the war so they were accustom to flying low and fast. Those of us who live within twenty miles of the hospital learned to ignore the windows shaking.
Normally I'm even able to sleep threw it, but today was different. The windows started shaking so hard I thought they would break. I looked out the window and saw something. It wasn't a helicopter; it was round and seemed to be floating. Whatever was holding it up must have been one hell of a force. The windows were shaking even harder and finally shattered sending shards everywhere. I could see the windows in the apartment buildings across the street shattering as well.
Then a bright light came from the saucer, and I started to float. The last thing I remember is floating into the light and thinking "I'm glad I don't sleep naked." I don't know why I thought that.
The next thing I remember is lying in sand. The sun was high in the sky and it was hot. I stood up to find myself in a desert. I could see an ocean in the distance and behind me, up a hill was a forest. At least the desert wasn't vary large.
I searched around for a little while looking for any signs of life. The best I found were pigs. If I could catch one at least I'd be able to get some pork.
As the day wore on the heat started to get to me. I had never done survival training, I hadn't even been in boy scouts, but I knew two things from watching TV; It's not a good idea to stay out in this kind of sun, and deserts get cold at night. I needed shelter, and possibly a fire.
Not far from where I woke was a small cave in the hill. It wasn't big, but I could work with it. I had to dig it out with my hands since my abductors weren't nice enough to give me any tools. I made it large enough to sleep in and spread a layer of sand on the ground so I'd have something relatively soft to lie on. I heard some sheep earlier, I may have to try for some wool.
As to not let too much heat out overnight, I closed up the entrance and tried to get some sleep.
It's hard to sleep in the desert. One would think it would be quiet, but it's not. I hear the wind, a few sheep in the distance, and one vary persistent duck. Underneath it all I could just hear the ocean. I was glad for that sound after a long, worry filled day. But just as I was falling asleep, I heard a horrifying growl. I had seen a lot of pray, it's only logical that there would be predators. Crap.
After a fitful night of sleep, I woke and dug down my "door". I looked out to see the sun coming up on a new day. That was a beautiful sight.