You weren't having the best of days today.

First the argument with your best friend over the phone, then your mother telling you that she'd miss the day out due to not being able to get to your town in time. You'd planned to take her to the local restaurant, perhaps getting a plate of fish and chips.

And it was raining pretty hard. Hell, you could feel hailstones coming on. Maybe you should have gone back to bed. So much for taking a walk to clear your head, huh?

Overall, this isn't a good day. In fact, it's one of the worse ones.

You find yourself in the public park. This was your favourite place to be. It was your favourite place to relax with your friend. Unfortunately, your friend isn't here right now, so you're alone. You enjoyed stargazing and trying to draw the trees. However, now is not the time for stargazing or marveling at the trees. You make sure to wipe some snow off of the bench, before plonking your rump onto it.

As you sit down, your foot hits a box.

There's some shuffling from below you.

You stand up, before kneeling down to look at the area under where the bench occupies. As expected, there's a box. You simply give a soft sigh. At this point, you're really hoping that it's a couple dozen kittens. Your day has been bad enough as it is. Kittens would most likely brighten things.

Pulling the box out of the shade and breathing out, you open it up.

What is inside is most definitely not a kitten.