The landing buried me eight feet in the ground surrounded by smoldering grass and smoke.
It also caused me to slap my implanted hand which resulted in a momentary transformation back into a Quibly.
Luckily, my spacecraft hadn't clam shelled open yet which allowed me to re-cloak myself with a quick slap of the knee.
I grabbed my supplies, stored in a JanSport backpack, opened the spacecraft, and casually climbed out of the crater.
Lights and sirens illuminated the dark sky, crying out in urgency.
My human legs hustled me through a cornfield towards a building.
It was tall and red, with a white roof.
The humans called this a barn.
I made a bed in some hay and tried to sleep but the sound that echoed through the barn was unsettling.
You wouldn't believe what I discovered.