The envelope is too enticing!

You rip the top of the envelope open and slide a black case out. It's about 10" by 10" and a quarter-inch high. You flip it open and see the bottom of the case is filled with a sea blue foam sheet with three cutouts, obviously to protect the contents. In the largest of them is a pink device that looks to be 6" by 4", the second is a small black plastic device that's about two by two, and the last looks like a mini thumb drive.

You pull the pink device out first and after messing with it a bit see that it folds open. The top appears to be a screen and the bottom is a small keyboard. A piece of paper that had been placed between the two halves falls onto your lap. All the sheet has printed on it is CS_Redcumslut and a 12 digit code. It seems pretty rude but your guess is that it's a login/password combo.

You put it to the side and pull the black gadget out. Once free of the foam you can see it has a six-inch cable off the back that ends in a USB plug. You're not sure if it's for power or if it handles data too but power seems pretty obvious. On the front the plastic is clear and you can see a camera lens behind it, so that's probably a webcam of some sort.

The last is just a tiny flash drive of some sort. Nothing seems special about it, perhaps you'll throw it on your Chromebook later and see what's on the drive. You put it and the camera back in the case and turn the pink terminal on. It seems the only thing you can play with anyway. You take another sip of your wine before you see the screen on the terminal boot up.

A small green cartoon dog of some sort appears on the screen, runs across it, and 'pulls' a logon box to the center of the display. So you enter CS_Redcumslut and it flashes to a box asking for a passcode. You tap the 12 digit series of numbers and letters from the piece of paper and the screen flashes for a second and displays a message:

"Second authentication check in progress. Please insert your security key into the Universal Serial Bus port on the side of the communications terminal please".

Well, that can only mean one thing, you think. You grab the thumb drive from the case and take the protective top off it. You tilt the device to the side, find the USB slot, and slide the flash drive into it. Then you put the terminal back on your lap.

For about thirty seconds it sits there with a spinning circle in the center of the screen. You eat the last of your cheese and crackers, gulp down your wine and go get another. By the time you arrive back you see the display has what looks like an email inbox on the screen. Since it never asked for your wifi information, you figure it must connect to a cell network of some sort.

There are four messages in the box. The first is more or less a link to operator manuals for the camera and the terminal. Boring! The second is addressed from a user called FireboxForumsHR. You skim through it and it appears to be an invitation to videoconference on Monday to go over benefits and stuff.

You open the third and it's a reminder to dial into the noon conference tomorrow for the employment offer. You read through it and see they sent the original message to your normal email but the address is misspelled. Good thing you checked the envelope, you'd have missed it otherwise! I mean your email handle "Iron_Princess69" isn't complicated but you do have a habit of missing an 's' in princess when you type fast.

The last is another huge document in Latin or Greek legal script. . . Ok it may really be English but it just doesn't look comprehensible to you. Why do these companies assume someone is going to read this crap? You don't even bother to go to the bottom. You turn the device off, pull the USB out, and put everything away. You take the black case, put it in your desk drawer, sit on the couch, and think.

No shopping day trip tomorrow, you think. It seems important to make that noon meeting but the second email has you thinking. It was from some user called "FireboxForumsHR". Firebox Forums sounds an awful lot like a website and that could be a quick internet search away. You sip your wine as the gears turn in your head.

Should you wait until the noon meeting? See what you can find on this "Firebox Forums" place? Or perhaps something else pops into your devious mind?