You are the show. The entertainment. Since your birth, you have been broadcast to an audience of eager watchers waiting to see your every move. Privacy is none existent. All of your most embarrassing moments have been caught on camera and shown to every last soul on Earth. You are the most popular, and controversial show, out there, and you are non the wiser.

Years you have spent living your life as it always is. Day in and day out, everything is perfect. Your home, your neighbors, your job, your friends. Everything perfect. Too perfect, but you never noticed.

That is until something catches your eye. One day, while on your way to work, an object falls from the sky, shattering upon impact with the road. Glass scatters across the pavement, but no one around you reacts. It’s as if you and you alone have noticed. You cautiously approach the object and nudge it with your hand. It looks like the lights you’ve seen at stadiums or hanging without workshops. Why would this come from the sky? You push it again, turning it over to reveal a sticker plastered on the back. “Sirius ( 9 canis”. Whatever that means.