Taken is based on memories of life experience and encounters with the Secret Space Program. I'm abducted for my genealogy and soul information, with plans to use and abuse me in their program however they wish.

In the modern age, civilian and military whistleblowers discuss, disclose and reveal how the Secret Space Program can take you, and return you to the same time and place you were 'Taken' from. Occasionally, this proves impossible because of time gaps or the ‘missing time’ phenomenon reported by many abductees. Is this an accident, or is this done on purpose? 

The 'Dark Empire' tries its best to prevent you from remembering. They'll use technology to erase and block your conscious memory, every time they return you to the earth. Sometimes there are leaks, catalysts, and triggers in life, causing these memories to surface.

Suddenly... I can't see. The light is so blinding my eyes fill with sheer white brightness. Vision is indistinguishable, and there is a loud buzzing in my ears.

When my blurry eyes try to focus, I realize I am moving on a platform. I notice I am accompanied by 2 men, wearing what I would describe as a military medical uniform. 

'Am I in a hospital? Where am I?' 

When I feel the platform or gurney come to a stop, my side-by-side escorts move away into the room. Suddenly there is terror, horror and the panic to scream...

I am awakened by a noise in the hallway... 

I look at the clock, and it says 12:03am. I turn my attention back to what woke me up. I lift my head to peer at the open doorway and listen. Creak... creak! Someone is definitely in the hallway; they are in the house!? 

I can feel my heart beating, my senses are tingling, and a shiver runs through my body. I am uneasy, and the fear is rising when suddenly my eyes lock! 

Leaning out, peeking around the doorjamb, I see a figure. A shadow that is looking in my direction...

“Congratulations, Emanuel Conde! You are accepted into the Cadet Academy! You will report for duty and advanced training with your new squad on Monday morning at 0600!” the instructor announced, as he stood at the front of the class with pride.

‘When did I sign up for the Cadet Academy?’ I wondered? I can not recall when I applied to the program, or when I joined this meeting?

‘What's going on?’ I thought to myself as the room dissolved into pure light. There was nothing my eyes could distinguish until the sheer white light filling my vision closed like a camera lens shutter. 

I realized at that moment that I was sitting on the beach near my home in Cullera, Spain. ‘What am I doing here!?’ rolled through my mind with a shudder. 

That's it! I am going to have it out with Sarge! Even if it costs me being written up on my permanent record! I don't care! James began walking directly toward Sarge's quarters with a purpose. 

“I am afraid I can not let you do that. I know you're mad. That's why I came looking for you so we could talk. Help you sort things out if you need,” David offered in a soothing tone.

“Get out of my way, David! I am warning you! Your record is not in jeopardy here! Mind your own business!” James retorted.

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“Private First Class James Armstrong... meet Cadet Emanuel Conde."

James was slightly shocked and had a stunned look on his face for a moment as he reached to shake hands with me. 

“Conde?!... That's the same last name as Brian's, Sarge, sir!?” James exclaimed, as he turned to look at his commanding officer.

“Almost Private! It is a slightly different spelling, but the last-name comes from the same area on the planet.

Abducted as a child into a secret space program, a man recounts his parallel lives: one as a boy on Earth grappling with trauma and confusing memories, the other as a soldier fighting in galactic wars.

He must navigate alien encounters, brutal training, and living parallel timelines to piece together the terrifying truth of who, and what, has 'Taken' him,... and why he can't remember.