She went to her P.O. box in the complex commons, and surprisingly, the green slip denoting a package was tucked inside her cubicle. Drawing it out and bringing it over to the security guard in charge of these tings, she was handed not one, but two very large packages- one shaped like a cube, another tall and wide, but very flat. Hauling them one by one back up to her flat on the fourth floor, she kicked open the door to her bedroom and laid them down gently.
A piece of paper with writing scrawled on it is taped to the side of the cube-shaped box.