Terrified blonde secretary, clad in a 1950slong delicate silver silk slip, her glasses askew, pregnant, hands tied to headboard, laying in weird alien bed under lush slime flower canopy, reflecting the faint glow of the elegant alien lord wife boudoir. Glossy fluffy high heels a stark contrast to her distress, as a towering, human- like alien in a glossy black slime robe looms over her, its long fingers caressing her pregnant body. The walls appear to be alive, covered in a pulsing, iridescent slime, while giant observation portholes gaze in like empty eyes, as if the very darkness of space itself is watching this horrific scene unfold. Inspired by the dark, industrial sci- fi of H. R. Giger, the eerie, atmospheric lighting of Zdzisław Beksiński, and the surreal, biomechanical nightmares of Francis Bacon