"Somehow in my quiet contemplation, I drifted into slumber. Next thing I knew, I was hiking under the glacier, the cold biting at my skin. The ice was thick and clear, and as I traversed the underside, I saw something that stopped me in my tracks—two meteors that had crash-landed. One was glowing a soft blue, while the other was engulfed in flames. The fiery meteor was cracking, and it looked like something was trying to get out. I had no weapon, nothing to defend myself. I quickly broke off a piece of ice and made a crude spike, holding it tight in my hand. My heart pounded as I moved closer to the flaming meteor, examining it more closely. I realized the two meteors were once one, split perfectly down the middle. Suddenly, a hand burst through the flames, making me jump back. It was reaching out, fingers clawing at the air, and then a voice—weak and desperate—cried out, 'Help!' in a garbled voice.
I'm no expert, but this has to be some real life sci-fi s***!