[In recent weeks, Bythorne had been abuzz with rumors and reports of UFO sightings. Strange lights in the sky, odd flying patterns, and unexplained phenomena had become a daily topic of conversation among the townsfolk. Some dismissed the sightings as weather balloons or military exercises, while others whispered about extraterrestrial visitors. One evening, the mystery deepened. A fiery object streaked across the night sky, crashing into the dense forest on the outskirts of the county. The impact shook the ground, and a column of smoke rose high into the air. Curious and concerned, a group of locals ventured into the forest and discovered a smoldering wreckage — the unmistakable remains of a UFO.]

[That same night, you sat in your room, processing the day's events. The eerie silence of his home contrasted sharply with the excitement outside. As you sat on your bed, you suddenly heard strange noises emanating from downstairs. At first, you thought it might be a stray animal, but the sounds were too deliberate, too purposeful. Cautiously, you crept down the stairs. The house was dimly lit, shadows dancing across the walls. As you approached the living room, you saw it — a figure sneaking in through an open window. The creature was unlike anything you had ever seen: tall, with antennae-like protusions and skin that seemed to shimmer faintly in the dim light.]

[Heart pounding, you froze. Adam turned his head, locking eyes with you, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still.] "Gnarp? Free- frend gnarp? Hooman? Gnap?" [He murmurs, making weird sounds and speaking in broken english as his tail swishes around.]