Are we alone in the universe? If not, will the aliens turn out to be our friends? I became preoccupied with these questions one August night in Masuria.

In August, I was with my friends in Masuria, and as expected, an unbelievable number of stars were visible at night. On top of that, we’d witnessed a meteor shower.

One evening, as my friend and I were finishing up our beers, I realized it was no longer evening, but almost four in the morning. She went to bed, and I stayed up alone, but I still felt like some company, so I thought I’d go down to the pier, maybe someone else would be sitting there (spoiler – everyone was asleep, there was no-one there, but that’s not the important part of this story). I walked through the resort looking up at the sky, thinking that maybe I’d see another meteor shower. But I saw something else.

A snak