It started with a little mistake, one that your neighbor corrected.
It was a packaging error really, your neighbor, Nate. Is an obese man with a rounded face, who in a glance may have weigh 300 pounds. Currently in nothing but his underwear, and a bathrobe. Was checking if he had any mail. It was all the usual mail. But when he saw the box in front of his door, he realized it was addressed to you.
So he went by your house to give you your package. A while back, you told him that you are on a business trip, and you won’t be home soon. Fortunately, the package only came the day before you came home. So the box didn’t have to wait too long to be opened.
And so Nate made his way back home thinking that. ‘I’ll give him a visit once he gets back.’
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Okay, so you normally work as a Pro-wrestler with a Policeman gimmick. But currently, you had to go through a very uneventful meeting, that only ended up going nowhere. What a joke! Initially there was a dilemma that involved with wrestlers taking an item from an audience member. But in the end, it was decided that no one steals without consent. You didn’t need to do anything! So you are driving home feeling worthless.
To be fair, they occasionally asked for your input, but it felt like a discussion that is just opinionated, rather than trying to fix a problem.
As a Wrestler you go by, Chief Storm, but in reality, your name is Vincent Gay. You didn’t like your surname, you’re as straight as an arrow, but your name says otherwise. You only go by “Vincent”.
Anyway when you got home, you were ready to take off your business suit and relax. But then, you found a package that is addressed to you specifically.
Having nothing better to do you went ahead, and opened it. At first it felt like a packet of air blown out as you cut it open. But as you look further, it gave you pause. You thought something magical happened, but instead, all there was inside the box was…