Michael, a squat, emerald-eyed Xylosian astro-anthropologist, gaped at the anomaly. A weathered wooden frame shimmered in the twilight forest, defying the warped gravity around a nearby black hole. Xylosians, a race of short, green humanoids with oversized eyes, had never ventured beyond their star system. This portal, unearthed by a scouting party, thrummed with the unknown.
Taking a deep breath, Michael squeezed through the frame. The world dissolved into a kaleidoscope, then solidified. An alien landscape stretched beneath a colossal, blood-red moon, the only source of light in this perpetual night. In the distance, a city glittered with an unnatural bioluminescence. But the most unsettling sight awaited him – the beings walking the streets. Tall, hairless, with oversized black eyes – a distorted reflection of Xylosians. Were they cousins across the abyss of time, or a chilling glimpse into humanity's far-flung future under the oppressive gaze of the black hole?