The crowd hushed completely upon hearing the three-eyed man. Expectantly waiting for him to continue whatever speech he had prepared. Miguel’s ears perked up with excitement.

“My name is Veltoro Errg,” his welcoming voice echoed so all could hear, “but feel free to call me Vel. I’m the acting Emperor of Gallath IV, the planet we call home. Just as you have randomly appeared here on Galloth IV, our Emperor and many of the citizens have vanished to presumably other far-off planets. The reason why this happened is currently unknown, but many of our brightest minds are trying to find a working hypothesis as we speak.”

Some whispers ran through the crowd as Vel paused his speech for a moment. After collecting some breaths, he continued:

“I know all of you must be feeling a sense of dread and worry from this revelation. Being torn from your home and dragged to some unknown planet with no way of knowing if you will ever be able to return.”

Another feeling of elated excitement rose from Miguel’s stomach.

“We know that there is nothing we can offer here that will take that feeling away from you, but while we try to figure out how to send you home, we wish to extend a helping hand. Our goal is to get all of you acquainted with our society so you can live peacefully among us while you wait. That is what this facility is for.”

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Vel’s hologram vanished and in his place, a hologram video of the facility played. A deep voice narrated the video as it showed multiple rooms and activities that this facility had to offer. Bedrooms, a cafeteria, an arcade, classrooms, and many other cool things flashed on the stage in the hologram. The video ended with the narrator announcing the name of the facility being called ‘The Visitor’s Club.’

Miguel solely applauded as the hologram switched back to show Vel. His claps, however, were not loud enough to be heard over the chattering crowd.

“I hope you enjoyed the brief tour of ‘The Visitor’s Club.’ For the foreseeable future, this will be your home. We hope you can all make friends with each other and with us. Now, I will take any questions that you may have. Please raise your hand or any extremity that you may possess if you wish to be called on.”

The lights were then undimmed and hands or extremities flew above heads. Vel, unsurprised, looked among the crowd, deciding who to choose.

“You, the one with tentacles,” he said.

The crowd looked at the one with tentacles, waiting for it to ask a question.

“I’m just curious if you know why we all speak the same language?”

“Nope,” Vel said without missing a beat, “Next question.”