I wave the phone around rather maniacally. “Jess. You realize an alien texted me.”
“It’s a scam, Sara.”
I look down at the neat lines. I’ve searched on the Internet for hours. Nothing is remotely similar to those symbols.
“If it’s a scam, why is the message indecipherable?”
“I don’t know! They might want to get you talking. Sara, trust me. Don’t answer.”
I scowl. Turning away, I type one word. Hi.
No reply comes.
Years later, a faraway species celebrates the successful infiltration of a human phone. It all started with two letters. Hi.