IT CONFUSES me what’s inside the box. I walk near to the box put along on the ground. It looks like a box of shoes. I was about to ignore the box when I heard a sound of a baby crying. It came inside and I’m so hesitating to touch it. But the box is calling me.
What if there was someone dropped this box here, and the baby is inside suffocating? If something happens, I can scream, since Trevor is just a few steps away from me.
I blink and tilt my head for a decision I wanted to make.
Without hesitation, I slowly open the box. I don’t care if there is a bomb as long as I can save the baby inside. A poor baby who just threw by his parents—his mother. Who the hell his mother was a wicked one. If she just let her baby in the box.
I got surprised when I saw the baby. Yes, it is a baby, but it was just a…
Doll. It was a baby doll that can be controlled to cry.