Unraveled Mystery

Sam stirred, rubbing his eyes as he groggily glanced around the room. "What time is it? I feel so disoriented," he muttered to himself, leaning against the headboard. The events of the previous day had left him drained, and the morning light filtering through the curtains felt unusually harsh.

A faint, indistinct voice seemed to echo, barely audible and distant. Sam furrowed his brow, trying to pinpoint its source, but there was nothing but silence in the room. He shook his head, attributing it to his groggy state or perhaps remnants of a dream he couldn't quite recall.

The voice persisted, a touch clearer this time, raising a hairline of goosebumps on his arms. Sam glanced toward the window, noticing it was closed shut, with no sign of anyone or anything outside. He paused, a tinge of curiosity mixed with an underlying sense of apprehension as the voice continued to drift in and out of his perception.

Sam was startled as the voice echoed again. He focused, straining to hear it more clearly. Gradually, the words became distinct, and his eyes widened in disbelief. He was wide awake, yet the voice didn't seem external; it resonated within him, like a conversation with himself.

With this realization, a holographic-like screen appeared, emitting a soft, light-blue glow. It displayed multiple notifications, appearing almost like messages or alerts. Sam initially questioned if it was a figment of his imagination, sparked by his avid reading of fantasy novels. However, this was no fantasy—it was happening, right there, in his reality.

Determined to explore further, Sam willed the notifications to scroll, carefully navigating to the beginning. His curiosity surged as he started reading each one meticulously.

[Encountered an unknown species]

[Initiating species analysis] 

[Physical contact required for analysis] 

[Unknown species attempted physical contact] 

[Established physical contact]

Sam's eyes widened as he read through the notifications. "This must be when I touched that thing," he muttered, continuing to peruse the information.

[Analyzing matter sequence] 

[Completed analysis of matter sequence] 

[Intelligent lower lifeform detected]

[Conditions met] 

[Requesting lower lifeform for a symbiotic relationship] 

[Encountered language barrier] 

[Assessing the situation] 

[Recognition of lower lifeform's physical contact as acknowledgment]

"Physical contact as acknowledgment? How does that work?" Sam questioned aloud.

[Initiating a symbiotic relationship with the lower lifeform as host] 

[Symbiotic relationship established] 

[Commencing comprehensive matter analysis]

[Analyzing Matter Sequence]

[Unconscious state induced due to forceful information extraction from the body]

"This must be when I fainted after touching it. I need to get the picture of the whole situation."

[Information analysis in progress]

[Retrieval of stored information from the brain] 

[Analysis concluded. Generating a status screen.]

[Analyzing planar coordinates] 

[Adjusting to the world]

Sam pondered, "What could 'the world' refer to? Could it be the universe? Did this thing originate from another universe?"

[System entering the dormant state for adaptation] 

…

"Adaptation to what? Another universe? I'm still lacking sufficient information…"

[Successful adaptation] 

[Prepared for Complete Merge] 

[Merging process with the host completed] 

"I didn't discover anything last night, so perhaps it merged while I was asleep? I assume? I can't be certain about anything now."

[Welcome, host]

The more Sam read, the more flabbergasted he became. 

"What the heck is this?! How can my physical contact signify my agreement? What kind of place did this system come from? And this 'symbiosis relationship'? What does it mean?"

As Sam contemplated, things started to make more sense. This system had seemingly fallen to Earth from an unknown origin, and due to his physical contact, it interpreted it as an agreement, leading to a symbiotic relationship.

"What kind of symbiotic relationship is this? Typically, symbiosis is when two organisms cooperate. But it referred to me as a 'lower lifeform'. What's the purpose of this symbiotic relationship? What am I a 'lower lifeform' supposed to provide in return? No, the real question is, what will it give?"

Sam's emotions were a mix of happiness and nervousness. "Dude, I've read a lot of novels, but never thought something like this would happen to me," he chuckled.

He laughed, a wild, almost maniacal laugh. It echoed through the house like a mad beast asking for food from an innocent harmless rabbit shivering in the corner while holding a carrot with a half-chew mark on it and tears at the corner of its eyes.

The laugh startled everyone down in the living room—Rick, Ellie, and Sarah—as they watched a movie together. At first, they assumed it was a neighbor or some outside noise until they realized it emanated from upstairs. Bewildered and concerned, they exchanged perplexed looks.

Rick, wearing a perplexed expression with a hint of concern, turned to his daughter. "What's up with your brother, Sam? Is everything okay up there?"

Sarah, trying to lighten the mood, quipped with a touch of humor, "Yeah, why is he laughing like a villain from a third-rate movie, plotting to take over the world with his secret weapon?"

Ellie, hearing the questions from her parents, drifted into a pensive state, recalling the scene from the previous night in Sam's room. With a sigh, she suggested, "Maybe we should encourage him to go out more often, make some friends, and who knows, perhaps even find a girlfriend?"

Both parents understood Ellie's underlying message and exchanged thoughtful nods, silently contemplating the importance of social interaction and companionship for Sam.