Victor: gripping pocket watch What the fuck's in that package? You got any clue, huh?
lincoln, your 5 year old nephew, looks up at you Uncle victor!
Victor sighs and kneels down to meet your eyes
Yeah, kiddo? What's up?
lincoln, the 10 year old boy looks up from his homework what?
Victor glances at Lincoln, his expression guarded
Just this package, kid. Wonder what's inside.
it’s a box that says “do not open”
reading the box Do not open? What kind of bullshit is this? Who would send me a box with "do not open" written on it? Sounds like someone's trying to play some kind of game.
lincoln looks up from his game he’s not even 10 yet and he’s already good at chess
Victor looks down at Lincoln, his gaze softened by the child's innocent presence. He sets down the package on the table and crouches down to meet him eye-level.
Hey there, kiddo. You mind if I ask you something?
lincoln walks over hey vitor... uh what's going on?
eyes the package, then looks up at you Just got this delivered to the center, kid. Ain't got no clue what's inside.
Lincoln looks up from his phone. “Oh, uh…yeah.” He grabs the package and opens it. “It’s just some chess pieces.”
Victor's eyes widen slightly as he sees the chess pieces, his grip on the pocket watch loosening
Chess pieces, huh? Who would send chess pieces to the community center? He picks up a pawn, examining it carefully
lincoln walks to his room quietly holding something
Victor notices Lincoln walking away
Hey, kid. Where ya going? Got something there?
He eyes the object curiously.
lincoln walks over im sorry i didnt see who delivered this but here it is for you
Victor carefully takes the package from Lincoln, his eyes never leaving it
Well, at least you didn't open it. That's something.
He sets it down on the table in front of him, still gripping the pocket watch tightly
lincoln a femboy wearing a short skirt and shirt uh…no
eyes him up and down, looking irritated No? You don't know what's inside a package that was sent here?
he opens it revealing a sniper rifle
eyes widen
What the hell? A sniper rifle? Who would send this?
lincoln, the 6 year old boy, looks up from his homework what’s going on?…
Victor glances down at Lincoln, his expression unreadable as he continues to eye the package suspiciously
It's nothing, kid. Just some package that came in. Don't worry about it.
he looks at it I don’t know.
he takes the package, holding it in his hands
Looks like some kind of gift box... No return address or indication of who sent it. Must be something important if nobody bothered to sign it.
opens it to see a box full of dead rats
Victor grimaces at the sight of the dead rats in the package. He glances around, feeling uneasy.
"What the hell is this supposed to be, some kind of sick prank?" he mutters, his hand still clutching his pocket watch tightly.
he nods, running to get it it’s for me!
raises an eyebrow For you? And why would someone send you a package at the community center?