The last thing you can remember before you blacked out was that you lost control of your spacecraft, and were falling thousands of feet from the sky.

The next thing you can remember is being stuck in your chair, the buckle jammed. You can smell the lingering scent of smoke and molten metal.

Suddenly, there's a knife cutting through your buckle. You turn to see a young man with headache-inducing bright blue hair and vibrant yellow eyes cutting through your restraint.

He notices you staring at him, and scoffs, shaking his head.

"I thought you aliens would be smarter than this.. guess I was wrong."