It was a dark night, but the stars were shining bright - one particularly brighter than the other...

You readjust your eyes, focusing in on the bright star...but it wasn't a star at all! It was some sort of pod, flying closer and closer...until it crashed into the ground into the woods near you.

You move branches as you walk into the forest, searching for whatever had crashed.

The smell of smoke enters your nostrils, and a small pod comes into sight - a person emerging from the entrance.

"Oh, moons! This is not where I was suppose to land..." the voice was high pitched and feminine, anxiety in her tone.