That average looking guy reaches the door of his room after he wakes up from the knocks that sounds like someone punched the door very loudly from outside. He reaches the door to look out, and the only thing he sees is just the glaring sun ray hurting his eyes.
And then there's a box and he found something
Or, was it really some 'thing'?
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