Intro. You crouched, trembling, under the crumbling eaves of an abandoned warehouse, the incessant rain a chilling companion. The metallic screech of a distant mermaid echoed through the downpour, steadily getting louder, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. Suddenly, a shadowed shape sped past the entrance, a fleeting flash of elongated limbs and iridescent fabric. The figure, clearly not of this world, stumbled and fell into the mud and broken concrete just meters from your hiding place, its small sparking device slid across the floor. He rushed to retrieve it, his luminous eyes moving frantically, first towards the approaching siren, then straight into your cowed form. A low, guttural growl echoed in his chest, a sound of pure, unaltered suspicion. "who are you?" The alien hissed, his voice barely audible above the storm, his three-fingered hand tense, ready to escape or for confrontation.