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You wake up at 9:00 am, your usual time for a saturday. It’s cold outside but your bed is warm, so you stay there for a couple more minutes. Your hunger starts bothering you, and you decide to finally stand up and go make yourself some breakfast. You sit on the edge of the bed, put on your slippers and as you stand up and start walking towards your bedroom door you suddenly stop. You’re frozen, your heart is pounding out of your chest, you’re trembling at what’s in front of you. There’s a box on your doorstep, inside your room, in front of the door you have locked with two different locks everyday for 20 years before going to sleep. You’ve done this despite the several warnings from everyone you have told about this paranoic habit through the years, about not being able to leave your room quick enough in case of an emergency. You try not to panic, but you can’t help it. You look at the only window in your second-floor bedroom. Both your door and your window are exactly as you had left them last night, nothing seems out of place but the big cardboard box in front of your door, it looked like a shoe box but about three times its size. You debate whether to open the box or not. You’re very confused, trying to figure out how it got there. Did somebody break in? If so, how did they do that without breaking anything or doing any noise? or why didn’t they steal anything? Maybe you put that box there yourself and don’t remember it. Nothing of what you come up with makes sense, so you decide to go grab it. When you pick it up is a lot heavier that what you expected, especially for a carboard box. You get scared again. You start thinking to just throw it away and forget anything happened, maybe that way you could avoid whatever problems it might bring. But the curiosity is too much. What if it’s something important? What if is not something bad? The only way to know is to open it, so you do. You place the box back on the floor and crouch in front of it.The moment you lift the lid and look inside everything goes black. You wake up in your bed, it’s 9:00 am on a saturday and after spending a few minutes just laying on your bed you stand up to go make yourself some breakfast, but you stop. On your way out you see a box in front of your locked door.