"Alright, gentlemen." Hill said, "At first, I could only stay in my own glass room. Later, perhaps because I was cooperative, they allowed me to expand my range of movement. That was good news for me."
"After that, I saw many things. Some existed in our science fiction movies, but even more did not. For example, I saw a person whose body was made up of countless little bugs. I guessed it was some kind of liquid-metal robot, and it turned out I was right. That little alien told me so. He said he was in charge of all my experimental projects."
At that moment, another official interjected, "Could you describe in detail exactly what experiments they conducted on you?"
Hill said, "I don't know. Every time an experiment began, I lost consciousness. When I woke up, I was back in that familiar glass room. But I knew the experiments were different every time, because the places I passed through while being taken there were different. Some were brightly lit metal corridors, while others contained all sorts of large instruments I didn't recognize."
"Mr. Hill, you said you 'walked.' Does that mean there was gravity on their ship?" another official asked, catching the key point.
Hill swished his tail. "Yes. I felt gravity exactly like that on our planet. At first, I even thought I had arrived on the aliens' planet, but later, when I asked, I learned that wasn't the case."
"Are aliens really that easy to talk to?" the official who had just spoken continued.
Hill swished the tip of his tail. "I think they were alright. They answered many of my questions, unless they didn't know the answer."
"There were things they didn't know? What did you ask?"
"Uh, I asked about the future."
"How did you