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It’s deep night. You were just planning to catch the last bus home. But when you reach the small bus stop on the lonely country road, you barely manage to watch the bus’s red taillights disappear into the darkness. Either your watch is wrong, or the driver left too early.Cursing, you start walking. No cars. No houses. No farms. Just, somewhere far off, the nervous barking of a dog.And suddenly, something strikes you.It’s silent.Not the usual nighttime quiet. No crickets. No frogs. No rustling in the grass. Not even a breeze, though the air is mild and almost completely still.You stop and look up.The moon flickers.Not the whole sky—just a single patch among the stars. It’s as if something invisible is distorting the darkness. The flickering area slowly grows… until it becomes a huge circular shadow directly above you.You try to make out what’s happening when bright multicolored lights flash. For a split second, you feel weightless. Then your body loses all support.Blackness.When you come to again, cold white light blinds you. Around you, you hear a faint hum and distant metallic sounds. Above you leans the silhouette of a slender, delicate humanoid figure. You can hardly make out any details—only unnaturally large eyes reflecting the light.Paralyzed with fear, you stare at the figure as a shimmering device silently approaches your head. A brief, cold pressure. No pain. Just a strange tingling behind your thoughts.Three seconds later, the device pulls back.