A trembling man opens the door. "...sir?"

"I am terribly, terribly sorry for scaring you all. But there is something really important that I must do... I need to retrieve a dangerous object from here."

"...yes sir."

"Call me Felix if you prefer. Or Felis if it's easier to pronounce. Uh, my next question is going to be weird. But did you dream with me tonight?"

"...no sir."

"I am friendly, really. Uh, do you live alone? Do you mind if I ask the others in the house?"

"As you see fit sir."

"...I know I am an alien but there is no reason to be afraid of me, really."

Where are the others in the house?

Their apartment has three rooms. His wife is with their son in the bedroom, holding him tightly.

Why is he doing this to these people? There ought to be another way.

He looks around for the dreamshard and repeats the question about dreaming with him.

Her eyes widen as if she knows exactly what he means but she shakes her head. "No, sir - please -"

"You do. Don't you? Or maybe your it was your son? Please, I really don't mean you any harm..."

The kid starts crying. The mother moves her hand over his mouth so he doesn't make a sound, keeps her eyes fixed on the ground. "I'm sorry, sir."

"...Have you seen a piece of gray quartz?"

"No sir."

"I will... take a look around if you don't mind."

He actually does it anyway.

Reds stay very still.

There's a grey quartz crystal on the floor next to the bed.

Felix grabs it-

It is the dreamshard! And it's so magical and capable of giving magic powers that this world desperately needs! A good person would share this magic-!

Felix almost drops the thing and holds it far away from his face.

He wraps it around a napkin and pockets it. He turns to the reds. "That was it."

They don't answer him.

"One of you has magic now."

Still no answer.

What is Felix least favorite thing in the whole wide worlds? People scared of him.

He takes a deep breath.

"You should come with me. So we can sort this out..."

Now all three of them are crying silently. And not moving.