Chapter 3
by 
SilentWraith
The next morning. . .
Woken up by the doorbell
I woke up to the sound of my doorbell being rang. I groaned and rolled out of bed. Opening the door, I saw the mailman holding a package with a clipboard in hand.
"Jacob White?" He asked me.
"That would be me."
"I have a special package for you, if you could just sign this and I'll be on my way." I thought nothing of it and signed the paper he gave me. I got packages in the mail all the time, usually for work. Most of the time I worked from home, and only went in to the office for meetings. The mailman looked at my signature, and handed over the package.
"Thank you, have a nice day." He said farewell and I closed the door. My head was killing me, still coming over the hangover from all the drinking I did yesterday. I put the package down on for the moment and decided to go back to bed. It could wait, right?