By Benjamin Mumford-Zisk
Just because we haven't made contact doesn't mean we're alone. Just because we know some things doesn't mean we're smart. And just because we feel safe doesn't mean we are. Nothing in Gregory Samson's life could have prepared him for the shock of waking up with a sentient alien warship growing out of his neck, but that life is over now. In his new one, Greg will have to find a way to balance budding romance and a dead-end job with the reality of a galaxy united in a million year-old war against a race of genocidal insects, all while asking himself the most terrifying question any millennial can ever face: Is it finally time to leave home?