At first, I couldn’t understand what I was seeing.
It was a strange blue object, irregular, angular, and oddly unusual in appearance. It resembled nothing I could immediately categorize. Not a toy in the obvious sense of the word. Not a household item. Not something that belonged in a child’s bedroom, or even in an ordinary house.
Its shape was irregular, almost aggressive: jagged curves, sharp protrusions, and strange points that caught the faint light from my phone, giving it an almost lifelike appearance. The blue was deep and muted, but paradoxically intensified by the surrounding darkness, as if it absorbed my gaze rather than reflected it.
I slowly turned it over in my hands.
Nothing made sense.
No inscription. No markings. No instructions. No apparent function. Just an object that seemed to have a purpose, but refused to explain what it was.
For a few seconds, my mind did what it always does in the absence of information: it started inventing possibilities.
A broken electronic device?
A kind of experimental device?
