The sky is torn open — a rift of electric-blue light stretching for miles. The sound isn't thunder. It's something else. A vibration, deep enough to shake the soul. Inside the NOMAD facility, red emergency lights pulse. Scientists rush through corridors, shouting over the alarms. Backup generators struggle to hum back to life.
Dr. Chase grips the railing, staring out the window.CHASE (whispering): "It's not an attack… it's an entry. "The fissure in the clouds tightens, folding inward like a wound closing — and from within, something falls. At first, it looks like a meteor — burning white-hot, trailing plasma. But as it crashes into the desert near the station, the light fades, revealing not fire… but motion. BOOM. The impact rattles the ground.Outside — a storm of dust swirls where it landed. Lieutenant Mike and his soldiers arrive in armored vehicles, floodlights cutting through the haze. MIKE: "Eyes up. No one fires unless I say so." As the dust clears… silence. Then, movement — small, unsteady. From the crater rises a figure — no taller than a child. Its skin glows faintly silver, smooth like liquid metal. No mouth. No eyes. Just light shifting under translucent skin. Mira steps forward, breath catching. MIRA: "It's… alive." The creature collapses to its knees. Then — a pulse of sound bursts from it, a soft tone that shakes the air. Monitors in the NOMAD base light up again, data flooding in — energy readings, symbols, waves of unknown code. Dr. Chase's console goes wild. CHASE: "It's transmitting again. But… it's not a signal this time. It's language." The being looks up — and though it has no eyes, every human nearby feels it looking straight at them. The air hums, reality bending slightly around its form. Then it speaks — not through sound, but inside their heads.
"This world… unstable….Need… help." Mira gasps, stumbling backward. Mike raises his rifle, shaking. MIKE: "Chase, what the hell is this thing saying?" CHASE: "It's warning us. Something's wrong… but not with it. With Earth." Before anyone can react, the ground trembles again — this time, deeper, stronger. From the sky, dozens of faint lights begin to appear, far beyond the clouds… moving in formation. MIRA (terrified whisper): "There's more coming."The small being turns toward the sky — its body flickering like a dying star. It reaches a glowing hand toward Chase. "Prepare… before they arrive."And then it collapses, energy dimming to nothing.The unknown figure falls to the floor lifeless.