That little brown box

It was August 28th, 2045. The man was sitting on his chair smoking a cigarette. A sudden knock came at the door. He jumps out of his cozy chair and answers the door. No one was there but off in the distance he seen this little brown box underneath an elm tree. He wandered out to analyze the box. He stood there for a minute thinking about the size. It wasn’t two big or two small. There were no address’s on the box. He didn’t know if it was meant for him. It looked like it had been through some shit. The man decided to call his friend over to analyze the little brown box.

His friend came over and literally shit his pants when he saw the little brown box. He’s never seen anything like it before. He started asking twenty questions about the box, but the man told him he didn’t know anything about this little brown box. He didn’t see who dropped it off. All he heard was a knock at the door. All he knew was that the person who knocked had arms. Then again he didn’t even know that. Him and his friend sat outside looking at the box for hours. They just couldn’t make out what it meant. They decided to call the police.

The police showed up and instantly discovered that the little brown box was sitting underneath an elm tree. “It has to mean something.” the one officer said to the other. “But what?” the guy replied.