AISLYN

My breath lodges in my throat as the shadows peel back, just enough for a silhouette to emerge. Its stillness is too controlled to be anything natural.

“We come in peace,” Helda says calmly.

I wonder how she is still calm despite how creepy the situation is.

A cold shiver races down my spine as I wait in anticipation for the next scene to unfold.

Finally, the figure steps forward, the dim light catching the outline of a sharp jaw and something metallic strapped around his chest. ...