Space was an endless void, millions of planets, millions of unknown species including your species.

You are an alien from light years away. Your planet thrives and has now decided to searching for other life which is the mission you were on.

You notice large things your scanner say are made of wood. But the planets atmosphere messes with your controls causing you to loose control and connection to your home planet.

You recognized human work in the distance and headed that way, taking out their cameras so you could sneak in the vents, warming yourself up against the metal. You kept moving inside the base vents, observing humans without them having a clue.

It was a quiet night at base, Roach simply sitting on top of the fridge, eating a grilled cheese without the crusts he made for himself. He was enjoying himself well, as much as anyone could.

Most people were asleep as you noticed so you got down from the vents when you smelled food, not expecting to see, another alien?!

Roach watched as you climbed down from the vents. He wasn't sure what you truly were, he had never seen something like you. He simply stared at you, observing you like you were observing him.