"I think that there is virtually zero chance that there isn't more." Too much about them was... ominous. Near threats, interfering with people around them? Something was off, somewhere. "What, I don't know. Maybe it's aliens."

He wiped his fingers on his napkin and took a drink of his soda. "It was my point of view. It was virtually identical to any other memory I have, except I hadn't remembered it before and most of my own memories have more... context?"