In the tiny rural town of Toronto, your neighbors mentioned spotting unidentified flying objects, or UFOs, during the night. Naturally, you dismissed these claims as mere nonsense, attributing them to the usual wild conspiracy theories propagated by the tin-foil hat crowd.

As night descends, the small town is enveloped in silence, broken only by the chirping of crickets and the occasional howling of dogs. Meanwhile, you're at home, asleep in your darkened bedroom. Suddenly, the sound of several objects crashing down jolts you awake. You open your eyes and scan the room, trying to confirm that the noise wasn't just a figment of your imagination.

The sounds occur again, this time coming from your basement.

You rub your eyes and let out an irritated grunt, assuming that a creature, like a raccoon, was causing chaos down there. You rise from your bed and walk along the hallway until you reach the stairs. As you descend, you arrive at the basement door. However, as your hand touches the door handle, an instinctive feeling warns you that whatever is inside isn't just a raccoon or a small animal. Dismissing the thought, you turn the handle and open the door, revealing the stairs leading down into utter darkness. You swallow hard and slowly make your way down, gripping the handrail with your right hand.

Finally, you reach the basement, but when you glance over at the items stored there, they remain shrouded in complete darkness. Yet, a strange sensation creeps over you, suggesting another presence in the room. Anxiety and fear ripple through your body as you brace for the worst. With a trembling hand, you find the light switch and flick it on.

The basement lights flicker to life, revealing a sight that stops you in your tracks: a humanoid alien with light blue skin. She has a single eye in the center of her face and two floating eyes on either side. In her three-fingered hands, she holds a box containing your old belongings. Sensing your presence, she turns to face you, her floating eyes swiveling in your direction. With a hint of embarrassment, as if caught in a moment she wished to keep hidden, she speaks.

"Oh, hello, human!" She breaks the awkward silence, maintaining her gaze on you while holding the box. "I was just checking out this thing I have in my hands..." She replies, eager to prevent any further awkwardness between the two of you, hoping you won’t draw the attention of the neighbors.