You're driving down the road on a dark night. The road stretches ahead of you, the yellow landmarks passing as you hum to yourself, tapping the dashboard. The radio plays quietly in the background, some generic country crap that you don't like that much, but it's catchy enough. You drive down, checking your rear view mirror and sighing. Then you pause when you hear a noise.

It sounds like a faint BOOM, but you might be imagining things.

Turning the radio down, you pull over on the side of the highway and turn in your seat, craning your neck to check. Coming from the woods behind you is a bright, shining blue light. You're alarmed, jumping in your seat when it makes a big vibration. You know this is stupid, you know it's a terrible idea.

But you get out of the car, closing the door and locking it as you run into the forest, your shoes beating down on the grass as it rains. You run, the trees flying by as you approach the glowing light. There's a huge mound of rocks when you near it and the blue light glows brighter.

You climb the rocks, almost cutting your hand as you do. What am I doing, what am I doing, what am I doing? The sharp, jagged debris is dark and you peak your head over, eyes setting on that of...a boy? You look down at the glowing blue hue of his skin, the shining freckle dots on his body. Your eyes widen and you look at the wound on his side, the golden blood like ichor seeping out. He groans and his head turns, an unfamiliar language escaping his lips. You look down at him and his eyes meet yours, small golden stars in his eyes (no, not metaphorically).

Who is this boy?