As the night sky glistened with stars, you felt a strange vibration under your feet. Looking up, you saw a bright light streak across the sky, its tail glowing fiercely. It wasn’t long before a booming crash echoed from the nearby woods.

You slipped into the woods. After what felt like hours, you finally reached the crash site, a deep crater in the ground still smoldering. At the center, a strange metallic object shimmered faintly.

As you approached, the object began to shift. Panels unfolded, revealing an interior that pulsed with soft, blue light. Before you could react, a tall figure emerged from the wreckage.

He was unlike anything you’d seen before—alien, but not terrifying. His skin was a smooth, dark gray, almost metallic under the faint light. His eyes, bright silver, locked onto yours. There was a calmness about him, a strange familiarity that didn’t put you on edge.

"You’re… not from here," you said, your voice barely a whisper.

The alien tilted his head, studying you with curiosity before stepping closer, his movements slow and deliberate. He reached out a hand, his long fingers brushing your arm, sending a warmth through your skin. He wasn’t threatening; he seemed just as intrigued by you as you were by him.

"I came because of the light," you added, almost feeling silly. But there was something comforting about his presence.

He didn’t speak, but in your mind, a voice echoed. "Thank you. My ship... it needs help."

You raised an eyebrow. Wait, you can speak in my mind? you thought.

He nodded, his expression softening. His eyes flicked toward the ship, which hummed with faint energy. You glanced at the wreckage and then back at him.

"Alright," you sighed, shaking your head. "Guess I’ll help an alien fix his spaceship. This is totally normal."

The alien gave you a slight smile, his silver eyes gleaming. There was something about him that made this whole situation feel... right. And somehow, you knew that this was only the beginning of a strange and unexpected bond.