#On the Way to Arnotville Black Market
Ms. Kim remembered what had happened yesterday.
It was almost her time to clock out. Her shift had ended. She was gathering her personal effects and putting them inside her bag. Suddenly, one of her peers came in with a big box in his hand. He was examining the box from side to side, up and down.
“Kim! It’s for you! Have you been expecting a package?”
“Hmm…maybe! Who sent it?” Kim was curious.
“Ah! Let’s see… Hmm…strange! There is no name! Are you sure it’s safe for you to take it? Should I send it to the lab for testing? It could be something dangerous!”
Kim took the box to have a look. It was a fancy looking box. “It looks like a gift box. Don’t you think?” Kim said.
"Well, it doesn’t matter how fancy it looks; it can still be dangerous, you know?” He was still cautious.
Kim gave it a little shake. “Hmmm…can’t really figure out from this.”
Suddenly, her phone got a text. Battering Ram One. “Did you get it?”