You and Chris wake up the next morning refreshed after the exhausting afternoon you had yesterday. Looking over to your side, you see the curled up raccoon on the couch which reminds you of the events that happened the day prior. You make your way to the kitchen and make yourself breakfast. Cooking some eggs, you make a small bit that you plan to feed to Jake. Raccoons like eggs right? Does Jake like the same foods that raccoons usually like? You're still getting used to the whole situation at hand. After cooking you sit back on the couch, where Jake is woken up, surprisingly well adjusted to his new reality. While he normally isn't all that close with his family, you guys used Jake's phone to text them and convinced them he went on a spontaneous camping trip. At least for now nobody is going to be looking for Jake.
After a lot more countless hours of searching online for any information on the device, you find nothing. Taking a shot in the dark, you and Chris decide to make a post online about your situation. Keeping all information anonymous, you decide to tell your story of what happened. The sphere that fell from the sky. The device that came out. All the buttons on the device. The symbols that appear on the device. What happened to Jake when he pressed the red button. Everything was in the post except your names and location. Hoping to find some audience, you make posts on a bunch of different websites and forums. For the most part, your posts gained very little attention, not that many views, not that many upvotes, and some rude comments dismissing your story as some weird fantasy. It seemed like your situation was hopeless, until...