Raven herself.

How boring. It actually IS Raven. Sighing, the pale skinned half demon entered her room, shutting the door behind her. In her hands was a package, completely wrapped in brown paper, looking very plain. Kneeling on her floor, Raven tore the packaging off. It was soomething she had ordered on-line. It was amazing what sort of things you could get from the internet. It would make a good addition to her collection. The way Raven saw it, if SHE had it, that meant someone else didn't. That's why that puzzle box was hidden in her trunk, after all. Last time somebody solved it, Hell got raised. Why risk it happening again? Under the wrappings was a box. Tearing the tape off, Raven opened it.