The Fine Print
As soon as the door opened, Jackson sprinted from the school bus. He could see the parcel sticking out of the mailbox from a hundred yards away. It had finally arrived.
Jackson ripped open the package. There it was. His brand new death ray. It looked just like in the magazine.
He suspiciously eyed the warranty at the bottom. He could barely read the fine print, but he would have bet his life it said something about his soul being forfeit to the devil in event of actual use.
Whatever. He had a death ray. Now, where was Chris Jenkins?
The Daily Theme from Figment for February 13, 2012
A character receives a parcel in the mail–something he or she was expecting. However, when this person opens the package, in addition to the anticipated item, there is something else. Something very surprising.