It was a Friday so Daisy went to check her mail after she got done with work. It wasn't worth checking every day with how much of it was spam but the postal workers got annoyed if she let it build up for too much more than a week and occasionally there was something important.

She walked down the front walk of her small house, nothing grand but still hers outright, bought with the last infusion of her parent's money that she had accepted.

A few charities begging for money, some stupid bits of spam, and a sturdy parcel in a manilla envelope. One without any sort of labels. How strange.

She walked inside, dumped the spam in the trash and got out some disposable gloves, an N95 mask and an exacto knife. Hello mysterious package what are you? And are you from someone who wants her dead?

It was a Friday so Daisy went to check her mail after she got done with work. It wasn't worth checking every day with how much of it was spam but the postal workers got annoyed if she let it build up for too much more than a week and occasionally there was something important.

She walks down the front brick path leading from her small house to the street, nothing grand but still hers outright, bought with the last infusion of her parent's money that she had accepted.

A few charities begging for money, some stupid bits of spam, and a sturdy parcel in a manilla envelope. One without any sort of labels. How strange.

She walks inside, dumps the spam in the trash and gets out some disposable gloves, an N95 mask and an exacto knife. Hello mysterious package what are you? And are you from someone who wants her dead?

It's a Friday so Daisy goes to check her mail after she gets done with work. It wasn't worth checking every day with how much of it was spam but the postal workers got annoyed if she let it build up for too much more than a week and occasionally there was something important.

She walks down the front steps and the brick path leading from her small house to the street, nothing grand but still hers outright, bought with the last infusion of her parent's money that she had accepted.

A few charities begging for money, some stupid bits of spam, and a sturdy parcel in a manilla envelope. One without any sort of labels. How strange.

She walks inside, dumps the spam in the trash and gets out some disposable gloves, an N95 mask and an exacto knife. Hello mysterious package what are you? And are you from someone who wants her dead?