You were walking down the street from Mr Smoothy after trying their grape flavour, although it tasted a little bit different than you remembered, you could swear as much, but you had no way to prove it other than your own belief.

Suddenly, you see a red light from the warehouse from across the street, which dims as suddenly as it appeared. Seeing as nobody seemed to notice it, out of boredom you walk towards the warehouse and enter it, wanting to find out what new joke/prank did the punks do this time, because there's no way an alien would be hiding in the broad daylight, now that they're commonly accepted.

Arriving at the floor where you believed the light came from, you're met not with some kids or even aliens playing around for giggles, but with a massive Chronosapien, slowly getting up from the bed he was probably laying on, with a mechanical part on his head rotating slowly from time to time in both left and right way.

Maltruant seems to notice you while getting up, seeming unimpressed at your presence, all while the key on top of his head keeps on rotating, maybe adjusting or recalibrating.

I have time for insignificant being like you, but don't think you're something special. What are you doing here.