Opowiadanie SF

Tom remained silent. He stood still and did not look back. He couldn’t hear any sound, either. Last thing that he could remember was amazing flash of very bright light and after that nothing.
He wondered where he was, so he looked up on the ceiling and noticed that there were large holes that seemed to be made with a huge knife. Through them there was coming weak light. Tom turned around and in front of his eyes appeared a round room. He came closer to the wall and touched it, the wall was slick. He raised his head and noticed his reflection in it. Tom came up to the conclusion that it must be made of glass and he was in some kind of prison.
He was waiting many hours in this dim room, when suddenly the room started to tremble and weak light had disappeared. It felt like the room was jumping. Someone turned on incredible white light. When Tom’s eyes got used to the light, he noticed that something was covering holes in the ceiling, there wasn’t much air left. He turned his head and shouted. There was an enormous eye observing him.
Then he understood what had happened, what was that bright light, the last thing that he remembered. This whole place, holes in the ceiling, glass wall, he was in a giant jar kidnapped by an alien. Behind him there was shelf on which there had been standing other jars with different specimen inside.