Stolen: Science Fiction

He thought it was a lawn ornament. One of those shiny ones that he liked. He had a half-dozen of them in his back yard, stolen from neighbors who'd never know. But as soon as he touched it, a massive electrical shock zapped through him and he realized his mistake. Too late. He flopped to the ground and a bright light shone before his eyes, then he knew nothing. Until he woke up some 10,000 miles above the earth. "Wha--?" he muttered. The ovoid grey being rotated to face him. "Ah," it said, with a precise British accent--


Inspiration: My lawn ornaments were stolen.
Story Potential: Low.
Notes: Shitty. Nothing worthwhile is coming out of this. Fuckers.