He placed a small, wrapped box in my hands. "What's inside? What is it?" I ask. The man gets up and starts walking away before turning back and whispering, "You will know when the time is right. Goodbye, my sweet angel." (I'll add a real description thingy when I add more to the story. It's really shot at the moment so you should probably just read it and see if it peaks your interest) Also, ideas for further parts are very much welcome. I will credit you for the idea and any additional things a person would get credit for, for helping the story play out :)
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