ALIEN HOVERCRAFT

Deviant Cat found this craft grounded in the fog with its lights still burning and its engines humming above the mud. Most sensible people would have backed away. She studied the hull, found the access hatch, and built a charging station around it before whatever owned it could return.

The interior is divided between a tight control room, a strange laboratory, and machinery that does not match anything made in Appalachia. Red warning lights wash over the consoles while blue cabinets and specimen equipment line the walls. Even the kitchen looks like it was arranged for somebody with different habits than ours.

I do not pretend to know whether the craft is safe, and Deviant Cat does not offer much reassurance. She keeps the systems running, records every change, and watches the sky whenever the power climbs. Until the rightful owners come calling, Alien Hovercraft remains one of the strangest shelters in the wasteland.