I take the box, i dont know how to open it, but i feel as i must. It is indeed my calling. But this box, it feels [i]alive[/i]. It does not speak, it does not move, it is just a plain brown box. I cannot open it, but others can, they say that there is nothing inside, but i take it back and there is i can hear it shaking around inside. I have an inseparable devotion to this box, what it contains is legendary. I take great care of it and make sure to store at room temperature. One day, after being fed up with this nonsensical box i travel to a volcano and i drop the box inside, burning it in the lava. But wait, something emeges... [spoiler]please be a dragon[/spoiler]