Feb 3, 2025
She didn't know what was in the package that arrived on her front step labelled '407 - Eddie Brock', but it wasn't really her business. She sighed, picked it up, and headed to the condo in question, knocking briefly. For all she knew it was a bomb, but she didn't really care, so long as it didn't explode in her hands.
Maybe that was cold, but she didn't know anyone here, and as far as she could tell this was some kind of elaborate hallucination, anyway.
She knocked again.
(Starter for @lethalitisms)
