I had an unusual day today. A box showed up on my doorstep and everything changed. At first, I was enjoying a good bowl of cereal and then my doorbell rang. I opened the door and there was the mailman, standing with a nervous looking face. That was unlike him, so I asked him what was wrong. He said "This box gives me a weird feeling.." but I thought maybe he was playing a prank on me or trying to scare me. I said "C'mon! It's just a box. Nothing is gonna happen!" He handed me the box and said "Well, see for yourself..." I gave him a strange look after I said goodbye and he ran off to the left of my house. I opened up the box and there was a book with a strange symbol on it. I opened the book and saw an unusual language written in it. I threw the book in a drawer and decided not to waste time on it. But after that I felt... strange. I was more anxious and my heart was beating faster. I went back to the book and decided to try and decipher it, but I couldn't. Apparently, the writing was in some ancient language. So I ditched it again and decided to take a nap.
A box showed up on my doorstep today. This came as a surprise to me, as I wasn't expecting anything. The box was addressed to me, my name sloppily written across the side. I cautiously brought it into my home, curiosity drowning out the fear of not knowing what's inside. Carefully opening it, I'm immediately hit with confusion as all that is inside is a stopwatch and a note. My brows furrow as I notice the stopwatch is ticking, the time passing with every second. I lift the note, desperate for an answer to the mysterious situation.