This morning’s nightmare, before I forget it:
A towering, silent delivery woman—over 3 meters tall—brought a mysterious cardboard box stained with blood.
It looked heavy, so I asked her to bring it inside.
The moment she stepped in, a wave of dizziness hit me—and everything went black.
When I came to, I couldn’t see or move. I was cramped, surrounded by swaying walls, the air thick with a metallic scent.
Then, I heard a doorbell I didn’t recognize.
And a stranger’s voice asking,
“Can you help me bring this package inside?”