I begrudgingly crawled out of bed and opened the door to my room. Nobody was there but when I looked down, I saw a white box with a red bow on it. The ticking was obviously coming from inside the box.
This is some stupid joke, I thought. Living with fourteen people doesn't come without it's share of silly surprises. I was still afraid to open the box, though. What if it was set to explode if I opened it? What if it would explode if I didn't?
I hesitated for about fifteen more ticks before picking up the box. I put it closer to my ear and the ticking seemed to travel through my entire body. Unsure what to do with the box, I carried it outside to the stoop and left it there. I went to my computer to email my roommates. For sure, one of them knew what this was all about.
Subject: Weird gift box with ticking noise?
Not sure who left the weird box with the ticking noise outside of my bedroom door but it's on the stoop if you're-----
Before I could finish typing the sentence, I heard a loud bang. Oh shit! It really was an explosive!
I ran to the stoop to find the box in pieces and the rocking chair on the stoop on fire. Inside of the box, I could see the remnants of what appeared to be an alarm clock.
There was also a piece of paper with writing next to the clock, but the words had melted together and I couldn't make them out.
Whatever the note said, it was for somebody that wasn't meant to be alive right now.