We start our story with a small delivery truck driving down a two-lane road, near a small Texas town. In the back of this truck is a dozen wooden creates simply marked, do not open. These creates are being transported to an obscure monastery, located just 20 miles from here. The wood on these creates looks worn, and brittle. As the lone driver, a balding, twenty nine year old obese man yawns, he sees a large deer in front of him, and he slams on his brakes. Screeching, he narrowly misses the deer luckily. Nothing happens, and the deer runs away unharmed. The delivery truck is also undamaged. However, the driver is a bit shaken from this experience, but he continues to drive on. Unfortunately, for the locals of this area, a single create falls out of the back of his truck, and lands on the outer edges of a lake. The old brittle create smashes to bits, as it lands on a rock, and the contents of this create, a much smaller box now rest in the edge of the lake. This brown box is old, very old; it is only a foot in wide, and a foot tall. The writing on the box is in Latin. Translated into English it reeds, “This box is the breasts prison. Whomever opens this box will release the beast.”
The old box is now resting on the shoreline, who comes across it?
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