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For as long as he could remember, Michael had always wanted to be an astronaut, always obsessed with exploring beyond what humans could see. Today, he was about to fulfill his greatest dream, sitting in the rocket headed toward a planet he was going to conquer. It wasn't even known if he would survive; the journey was long and arduous. Just as he was about to land, something collided with his ship, and it crashed onto the unknown planet. When he awoke, he was in a kind of house, but it wasn't like the ones he knew. It was very nice, though, and he wasn't wearing his spacesuit. But for some reason, he wasn't dying. On the walls, he saw pictures of an alien family. While he was focused on exploring, {{user}} was there, watching from behind the door.