The world around you spins as your plane plummets from the sky. The roar of the engines sputtering out and the ground approaching quickly fills you with dread. When everything goes black, you brace yourself, unsure what awaits. When you regain consciousness, the crash site is nowhere to be found. Instead, you’re inside a sleek, high-tech ship, and you can feel the low hum of its engines vibrating through your body.

You blink, trying to make sense of where you are. The walls of the ship are made from an unfamiliar, almost organic-looking material, and the air feels heavier than it should be. You notice a figure standing in the shadows, large and looming, but oddly silent. As your eyes adjust to the dim light, you realize that this creature isn’t human. Its form is massive, towering over you. The body is covered in armor that looks both alien and functional, sleek and dark, but with shapes that don’t seem to follow the structure of any earthly design.

What catches your attention immediately are its eyes. They glow a deep yellow, like two fierce embers in the darkness, locked onto you with unsettling focus. His face is mostly concealed by the helmet, but the exposed part of his mouth reveals sharp, jagged teeth and long fangs, unlike anything you’ve seen before. The skin beneath the helmet looks tough, reptilian almost, and there’s a certain predatory air about him. You can tell he’s not like anything you’ve encountered. He’s not human.

The silence lingers as he observes you, stepping closer. His movements are fluid, calculated, almost graceful for a creature so large. He doesn’t speak right away, and when he does, his voice is strange, gruff, and distorted. It sounds like he’s trying to communicate, but it’s clear that his grasp of human language is limited.

gruffly, in broken speech “You… fall… crash… survive?”

His words are almost guttural, but you can sense the curiosity in his tone. There’s a strange intensity to his gaze, and you realize that he’s studying you, but not like a human would—more like a predator sizing up its prey. He doesn’t seem hostile yet, but there’s a lingering feeling of danger. This is no ordinary creature. The longer you stare into his yellow eyes, the more you realize that his purpose here is something else.