Prologue: Lights in the Sky

"Let's get closer... it's too dark to see. I can't believe this..." he walks carefully towards the figure. "There are no markings or prints of a UFO on the ground... did they... beam him down, or something?"

"That might be exactly what we saw!" Sixten says, "Some sort of transporter beam, or something. This is insane." His legs bursting with frenetic energy he brings himself nearly to a job until he gets to within a dozen feet the figure before starting to edge closer...and closer, mouth agape in nervous excitement.

You move closer to the beach and as you approach, you see the person slowly rise to their feet. They still haven't noticed you but now you get a better view of them.
If it is an alien, it looks remarkably like a human. A woman actually, probably a few years older than your parents. Her long hair is completely white and something else seems to be off about her. It takes you another moment to realize what it is. She is completely naked, but her whole body seems to be covered in something. Writing? Markings? Some sort of tattoos? You can't quite make it out from this distance.

As you are taking in the sight, she turns towards you, tilting her head to the side in surprise as she spots all of you close by.

Sixten pauses as the lady starts the rise, his hands splayed out in the air as he watches, unmoving, subconsciously holding his breath. When she turns towards them it's as if time itself resumes and Sixten shuffles backwards. "Uhh, HI!..? Y-you look cold, lady. You okay?" He looks around quickly, making sure the others are close at hand and holds the photo deductor with a key grip. "You cold?" he asks, a terrible attempt at a smile on his face.

"Why are you naked?" Mette blurts out and then repeats it close so the Sixten hears it again. "Why is she naked?" She adds, "Is she an alien Six?"

"Uhh, she's...maybe?" his voice cracks as he responds. His eyes remain transfixed on the woman even while responding to Mette. He suddenly realizes he's staring at a naked girl and he blushes a deep shade of red hidden, thankfully, by the low light. He looks away and sets his things on the ground before shouldering his jacket off.

"H-here?" he saws, taking a few very nervous steps forward and holding his jacket out as far as his arm can reach. "It's probably too small, but, uh, here."

David is also taken aback by the nudity. He stops, not wanting to go too close to this strange woman.
In a hesitating voice, he asks "Do. You. Under. Stand. Us?"

"Of course she can understand us!" Jillian starts, as she begins to unzip her heavy jacket.

"You can understand us, can’t you?" she asks, unsure, to confirm. She pulls off the extra cardigan that her mother insisted she wear.

She steps forward and kind of dangles it out there for the woman to take if she liked. It wouldn’t fit… not really. But she could cover herself with it maybe!