I feel the box, carboard. The smooth surface just a little dusty. I take my right hand and put it on the edge of the the opening and peer inside, darkness. I take my left hand and put it along the edge with my right hand. Whatever is inside this box will become mine. My curiosity begins to grow and my uneasiness along with it. [i]Should I open it? What will happen after that[/i] I think to myself. I swallow my gut and open the box. Inside it is whatever Op claims it to be.