Coming around the corner is a man, lugging a box the size of an oven. He has sweat running down his face and he looks like he needs help. "Excuse me...do you need help?" You ask.
The man turns and stares at you for a moment. There is an awkward pause as he stares at you, then he shakes his head and smiles. "Sure! That would be great. If you wouldn't mind grabbing the other end. I'm taking this out to my car, could you help me?"
You find it odd he's asking you to help take it out his car, but you agree. Grabbing the other end, you and the man lug the box (which is lighter than you expected) out of the door of the secret room and into the main store. The man stops for a minute to pay for the box, which is suspiciously unmarked, then you and him lug it through the mall and into the parking lot.
"Hey...if you don't mind me asking, what's in here?" You ask as the man shifts the weight. "Oh.. it's a present for my daughter's birthday. She always wanted a pet like this." You find this odd, as you 1) have never heard of a pet being carried in a box with no air holes and 2) the box hasn't moved at all since you picked it up. Something is not right with he man's story, but you can't put your finger on it.
"Here we are!" The man suddenly says. Looking up, you see that you two have stopped on front a large white workvan with double doors on the back. Opening it up reveals the large, empty space at the back where supplies would normally go. "Is this it?" You ask, but are interrupted by the man opening the large box and pulling out out a very small bag of blue powder.
The man opens the bag and spread some of the powder into his palm. "Thanks" he says. "My daughter has always wanted a pet."
"What..." You begin to say, but are interrupted by the man getting up to your face and blowing, which causes a large cloud of powder to fly into your face and travel into your mouth, down your throat, and up your nose. You cough severely and begin to.notixe that your body feels strange. Grasping your sides, you begin to feel the picking feeling of something growing out of your skin. Is that...fur?
Before you can do anything, the man shoves you once and you go tumbling back into the back of the trailer. You feel a prick at the bae of your spine just as the man begins to close the door. "Thanks for this. My daughter always wanted a..."