Just as you were deciding what to do, your head Eunuch poked his head in "Master a strange parcel has arrived for you, I think you better check it out"
You softly sigh and follow him down the corridor. You can see why Hassam had been concerned as the so called parcel was rather odd. It was actually a large crate about six feet in height and a yard across on either side. The label affixed to its side was clearly addressed to John LeMure.
The crate had no other discernible markings on it, save for a button next to the address label and a small magic mirror. The mirror display read "Mr. John LeMure please press here."
You frown "I certainly didn't order anything that large, do you think it a gift?"
Hassam nervously wrings his hands "I wouldn't touch that button Master maybe its a bomb or something sent my one of your many enemies?"
You rub your chin not believing it a bomb but your Eunuch did have a point it might be dangerous but equally you were rather curious as to what was inside the box. You couldn't help yourself so pressed the button a strangely robotic voice
said then responded "Thank you Mr LeMure your input has been accepted. This unit has been designated and assigned to you"
A dull pulsating hum followed the rather cryptic message. The frequency of the hum dropped until it passed out of your range of hearing.
You shrugged "So what happens now?"
The hum then resurfaced and rose in pitch. Then, with a metallic ratcheting noise, the sides of the crate slowly pulled aside horizontally like window blinds.
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