Two grey aliens in a glowing crystal cave, one gesturing at a holographic atom above a cosmic sphere.

The beam lifted him gently into the air, and suddenly he was standing in a room that looked like it was made of glowing crystal. The walls pulsed with soft white light, and the air smelled clean, like rain after a storm. In the middle of the ship floated a round table made of glass that shimmered with tiny stars inside it. “This is our vessel,” said the Tall White who had first spoken. “We travel between worlds faster than light, not by pushing through space, but by bending it — like folding a piece of paper so two points touch.” She showed him how, with a hologram that twisted and folded before his eyes. Max’s jaw dropped. “Whoa... you just skip across space?” “Exactly,” she smiled. “And now, we’d like to show you our home.” See more