Phrog was a normal frog, aside from his name of course, and never thought he’d really do anything important in his life, but was fine with that, he had a wife, and 138 wonderful children, and that was enough for him. However, one day, as phrog was hopping along at night under the stars, a bright light beamed down from above, and phrog stopped in his tracks, gazing in wonder at the incredible light, and as he stared into the light, he felt himself rise into the sky, lifted by a creature so large that Phrog could only clearly perceive a small section of it, and the part that he could perceive was complete alien to him. Soon enough however, the light faded, and after a few moments of shock, Phrog observed his surroundings, and realized he was in a place unlike anything he had ever seen or imagined, it was a strange space, with blank whiteness seemingly everywhere around him, and in front of him stood a strange pond, holding something that looked like water, but was too clear, and contained far too many bubbles to be water, and as Phrog pondered this new development, part of the strange creature from before placed down a bright yellow apparatus, which somehow floated within the pond-which-was-not-a-pond, and Phrog was once again lifted and now placed within the apparatus, which began to float slowly across the pond into the endless blank whiteness. And now Phrog realized what was happening, the creature was either an alien or a god, and whichever one it was, it had blessed Phrog with a mission, a great journey, a journey through this endless whiteness, a blank space which can only be some sort of strange other world, and into the stars the must lie on the other side. Phrog sighed, for he never asked for this mission, but he would certainly complete it. Phrog turned around, taking one look back at the smooth white shore, its form already fading into the blank whiteness around it, and said a silent farewell to his wife and child, he knew not what become of them, but he trusted this strange creature which had blessed him with this all-important mission, he would not fail the being, and the being would not fail him. As Phrog finished coming to terms with his new life, he turned around and walked to the other end of the yellow object, he could not know what would lie ahead, but he would be ready to face it, and complete his mission, his journey, to the stars.
