Spooky Island Box

Stacey was your average girl, with an average life. She worked from 9 to 5, hey hell she paid the price.

She was not quite alone, in her average home. One day she found a box, and she felt she was in the Twilight Zone!

It happened on a nice, peaceful, dull weekend. Stacey was relaxing on the couch in her apartment, her roommate Jenny was in her room, similarly relaxing, when the doorbell rang.

"I got it," Stacey called out, flipping an errant lock of blonde hair over her shoulder as she went to the door. But when she opened it, there was only a strange wooden box sitting on the welcome mat, not even wrapped in anything resembling a parcel.

"Uh, Jenny? Did you order anything? There's this weird box at the door..."

"Weird box? Show it."

Stacey picked it up and took it into the apartment, closing the door with her foot as Jenny ambled out of her room, running a hand through her short brown hair.

"Huh, that is a weird box. Crack it open, let's see what's in there!"