Denver

Backstory

The ship had entered earth's atmosphere at an alarming rate. It was falling. The little inexperienced alien inside had lost control of the craft, and was afraid to meet whatever fate came his way. Frantically pushing buttons to prevent the already imminent collision, the little alien began screaming for help via transmission, but no one would respond. Suddenly, the ground came into sight and before he knew, he was rolling across the ground, digging up the earth as his fiery ship skid along the grass of the park. After a traumatic collision, the ship eventually slowed to a stop, leaving the alien inside, before he slowly emerged. Lucky for him, his species was very sturdy, and it took more than that to seriously injure them. The feeble creature hesitantly placed its feet on the disturbed dirt below, before leaping out of the ship onto the cold, wet grass. He ran, barely escaping the sudden explosion of the ship. Rolling into a bush, the alien peered down at a device on one of its wrists, which was used for communication. Still no answer. He was truly stranded. However, he had no time to mourn, as the sound of police sirens and helicopters whirrings quickly filled the air. The inhabitants of this planet were surely after him, he decided. He had to find a way to escape.