Chapter 34 by Nanking

What's next?

Someone comes to get the mail

Wanda had been stuck in the Dropbox for nearly 30 minutes. In that time the citizens of Westview had slowly started to fill the square once again. Some had even dropped a few lettered into the box on top of her. Wanda wanted to cry out for them to help her but was too embarrassed to speak up. She was still upside-down and the blood rushing to her head had turned her face red. It wouldn't be long before she HAD to cry out for help and simply deal with the humiliation.

Do I really have too? Can't something else happen. Please just get me out of here.

Just then Wanda heard the sound of a truck pulling up to her location followed by a loud metallic grinding. What was going on out there? Then the maildrop itself began to rattle. What was happening?

"Alright postal box 58163 let's see if you're my friend today," A male voice asked as she yanked the box's retrieval hatch. He pulled as hard as he could, but it wouldn't budge. "Guess not. Town really needs to get these rusty old boxes replaced.

Wanda was frozen in fear. She realized the person outside was a mailman here to collect the context of the box she was in. If he got it open, she was doomed. The mailman kept pulling on the latch eventually causing it to crack open. Light entered the box blinding Wanda for a moment.

"There we go," the man grunted, "just a little more."

The latch began too slowly open. The upside-down and underdressed housewife began to panic.

What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?

Then her crimson power manifested once again. It creeped it's away throughout her body and then began to fill the mailbox. Soon it felt like more crimson energy then the box could contain, and Wanda felt like she was being crushed.

"This. Feels. Bad." Wanda grunted. It was then that she lost her grip and the Mailman **** open the hatch.