The Strange Man Is An Alien

"A UFO craft was seen in the night from the western right lane of the night sky. I don't know if it was real or an edit but it's certain that nowadays people are finding many strange signs on this earth. One of the signs shown by aliens is actually owned by some people who live and stay in this city." Professor Johnson aka John said making Sicily raise her eyebrows.

"Has there been any research on aliens for you to come to that conclusion, Prof. Johnson?"

Professor Johnson sighed, then showed the hologram before them. "I don't know for sure but what makes me believe is that a friend of mine gave me a photo of a man with a small lightning bolt between his fingers. Some cases also say there are people who are fine when electrocuted, their eyes are slightly different from human eyes and their behavior is strange.

"As my student and assistant, you must look out for the same characteristics among the many humans. To be able to get an airship capable of penetrating space to arrive at their place we must be able to get them too. We must be able to bring them into this project so that we can successfully complete the flying ship to space project and become the only people capable of doing so. If we succeed, we can earn the respect of the whole world and live leisurely until old age."

Sicily looked at the man who was only five years older than her. The young professor who had great ambitions to explore the world of space in order to fulfill his childhood dream of meeting aliens. Although John was a bit different in his thinking, but in other respects he was indeed recognized as a smart man so he could get the title of professor from the age of only 25 years ago.

Now that this man was 29 years old, Sicily had been following him for four years, ever since she became a student majoring in science and technology about space research and the technology that could reach it.

Walking out of Johnson's room, Sicily looked tired but had additional work to do, namely some things related to aliens. The sightings of aliens in the city had made some people nervous, but the appeal from the mythological and space creature research organization or the extraterrestrials who asked them to keep quiet ended up not making much noise.

After all, not everyone has encountered aliens and there are only a few people. But word of mouth made it possible for anyone to hear about it so they immediately moved to contain the news.

"The people here look normal," Sicily muttered as she looked around.

There was no sign of anyone around her showing any oddities and that made Sicily continue walking down the alleyway. She was currently on a street that was quite crowded with people walking, it seemed enough for the secret research she was doing but until she almost arrived at her house there was also no sign that there were aliens around.

"Are they really just delirious? Have aliens really come here? Supposedly the place they are rumored to be is much more sophisticated and fun, if they come here it's just a nuisance," she muttered with a small smile.

Sicily walked to the small house she had rented. She opened it and found a man sitting in one of the chairs. Seeing Sicily's arrival, the man looked startled and was about to leave, but Sicily held him back gently.

"I won't hurt you, don't worry..." Sicily said softly, making him stop and look at her with a face that looked a little scared. "I was the one who helped you yesterday when you fell next to my house. Thankfully there were no serious injuries, so you woke up the next morning and were scared. You saw me this morning, so don't worry," Sicily said, making him stop moving.

After seeing that the man was calmer, Sicily decided to move in with quiet steps. The man seemed to move but Sicily smiled gently before sitting on the sofa and putting down her bag.

"My name is Sicily Clarisa, what's yours?" she asked, causing the man to pause.

It was as if the cells in his brain were moving slowly and connecting to each other. He seemed silent for a moment but because he could judge that the woman in front of him was a good person so he moved closer and spoke softly.

"My name is Steinitz Fors," he replied, making Sicily raise an eyebrow.

What a strange name, Sicily had never heard of a person named after a machine or technology like that. Although children's names are something that parents are sometimes fond of but the name given by this man made her a little silent to respond quickly.

"Steinitz Fors?"

The man nodded.

"Can I call you Stein?" Sicily asked again, while the man had been silent for a while.

"You may."

Sicily smiled. "Alright, Stein... You don't have to be afraid of me. I'll check the state and condition of your body, can you come closer? Yesterday I saw a wound on your chest, I need to see it to treat it."

Sicily moved to the side and opened her bag, taking out a medicine box that she carried around for first aid if anything happened to her.

"The medicine is not complete, but since there is only a bruise I can treat you well without the need for additional medicine. Are you in pain?" Sicily asked, causing the man to finally come closer.

"No pain."

Sicily looked at the man before her seriously. The man she had rescued last night from next door when she heard the sound of someone falling and it was loud enough for her to find this man there. Surprisingly this man had no wounds at all except on his forehead slightly and his chest and both elbows and knees. The rest were not serious injuries and it was still a question for Sicily why this man was in the empty lot next to her house and on his stomach.

"How did you fall last night? Did you fall while walking or from somewhere?" Sicily asked while treating him.

"I fell when I got off the vehicle," said the man, his face focused on Sicily who was treating the wound in front of him. "The ground was soft, my body was unbalanced."

"Oh," muttered Sicily, raising an eyebrow. "It looks like there hasn't been any rain in the past few days so how come the ground is soft?"

Sicily had nothing to say as she was only expressing it inwardly. However, when she got up after finishing the treatment, a black object that she found a few days ago in one of the street corners was blinking with its blue light.

Sicily grasped it tightly and swallowed. "What's wrong? Why is this strange thing lit up? I haven't seen it light up for two days, was it distracted by something?"