Prologue
25 years ago. Greg and rose are lying together on the futon behind the backseat of Greg's van. Greg turns his head towards Rose.
"Hey Rose, do you think now's 'bout the time you tell me about how you got here?"
"What do you mean?"
"Like, how you and the others wound up on Earth."
Rose sits up, staring at the night sky through the van's open doors. She lets out a sigh.
"Rose?"
"It's just that it's been so long since I've told this story."
She tilts her head to Greg.
"I guess I owe you this."
Greg starts to rise up, and clutches Rose's hand, giving her a determined expression.
"I really want to know."
"Well… it all started a long time ago, before we've ever heard of Earth."