It opened with a creak, it's insides making it clear it was a medical capsule. On it was a post-it note reading 'If you're reading this, which you are, clearly, by virtue of reading this leaving this entire paragraph completely- You're some sort creature, vampire, probably, or one of those zombie insect things. Anyway, annoyingly, my boss thinks- well, to be honest, I'm not sure he [i]does[/i] think, but he says we need to put you in these ironically shaped capsules, you'll get.... somethinged... and then released back into the wild to frolicking wild and free- or something. Anyhow, the idea is that nobody causes any problems, and nobody leaves (because people are dying) and few people join (to help their friends), and definitely not because to put trackers on you (Just kidding) (He doesn't need you in the box to have a tracker on you; you got one as soon as you came in) So, put your hand on the thing and come right In.' For some strange reason, she got the feeling it was the man who had written that.