John has been on earth for a year now. The whole of earth has been time frozen into what seems to be a fertile ground for alien procreation.
Humans are still warm to the touch and do not die unless the male has been harvested or the female has given birth. John has tried burying the bodies, but has started burning them due to the sheer volume. He could not get himself to burn down the whole lot in the hope that someday, time itself will come visiting.
A Year has passed since John witnessed the impregnation of a woman in the lobby of a business block by the upside down octopus aliens.
This was the first of countless births that transpired. He has learnt more of the creatures that were harvesting male sperm to impregnate female hosts for their offspring over this time.
His very first day revealed the most though, when witnessing a couple that has obviously been having sex in a public toilet when time froze.
The alien creatures seemed disinterested in a male specimen that has already lost its sperm; neither do they use a female host if the body has recently been injected with human sperm. This lesson has brought him some relieve since he now knew they could not trace him if he has offloaded.
This same day did not go as quiet as expected since he simply offloaded onto the face of the lady in the toilet. This apparently set off an alarm of sorts as a couple of alien members seemed to come from all areas to harvest this off her face. He stood quiet praying they would not find him. This is how he came to know that they simply go for the scent of semen and then trace females by another means.
These were the rules then. Sperm should not be made available to them and as long as it takes them to harvest the sperm rich community in the rest of the world. Also it appears if he was to stay until time did indeed return; it may be to his benefit to keep some of the female bodies safe.
For this he had to discard his moral high ground as the injection of the sperm manually still summoned the aliens. He would need to inject the females through normal fornication.
Since day never went, John woke up to another sun setting day with people standing in trance. Today his travels led him to the breakfast spot of choice closest to his current base.
Fortunately for him nothing aged and therefore food did not degenerate. He made himself a healthy breakfast before starting his day.
Today he went into a door he saw the previous scouting trip he went on. This door led to what appeared to be an ongoing ballet class. One of the ballet dancers were still suspended in mid-air. This was no longer unusual to John, but the fact that things stayed suspended never got a proper resolve in any of the scientific arguments he held with himself. This did benefit him though as people were generally weightless to him.
Looking through the ballet dancers once tickled his fancy. He did after all need to be turned on. At first he was very ashamed, but he simply realised when he missed a previous opportunity to see another birth that the aliens are never waiting around for permission.
