For the first time in months I was actually interested in my job. A unknown space shuttle crashed today and I am part of the investigation. As we drove we joked about it being a falce alarm but as I’m looking at the ruined remains of the ship it really doesn’t look man made. I stared at my team mates all dressed in red scurrying around. Someting about the ship was calling to me. Maybe it was just the excitement of something new.

I circled the ship looking around for a possible entrance. I stoped at one of the walls and took of my gloves -I swear I had no idea why- and put my hand to it. It beeped and opened into a wide doorway. Within minutes we were inside with our gear scanning and testing the air. Suddenly someone shouted out. “There is a in one glass in the air!” As they fell to the floor and chaos erupted as everyone ran out. But all of them fell before they could reach the door. Exept me. I stood still liking at the see of red around me. I felt the ship lift up and suddenly you couldn’t smell the smoke from the fire of the clean smell of latex. “Welcome.” Said a voice seemingly coming from nowhere. “We have come to get you as you are one of our own. Please don’t resist and follow my instructions to your room. We will reach home in approximately four hours.” I have never in my life felt like this. I should be scared. But I wasn’t. Someting here was so familiar. I left my fallen teammates behind as I followed the instructions i arived in a large clean room. I knew there was something different about me but I didn’t think I’m from another galaxy.