Author's Note: This is a creative writing topic. The topic was "a mysterious black box is found". I never really established the color of my box, but it doesn't really matter. I hope you like, and please review and tell me what you would do.
Pandora II?
You are wandering through the aisles of an antique store when you come across a large beautiful box. You wonder what it is for and ask the shopkeeper.
"Oh, that box, I don't know what its for. It's old, very old, ancient Greek I believe."
You look interestedly at the box and wonder if there's anything inside. You ask the shopkeeper.
"I wouldn't open it if I were you."
You ask why not. "I don't know really. There was a note on it that said 'I hope you never open this box because you won't like what's inside''
You laugh at the shopkeeper because you think that that must have been only a trick, or a lie made up by the shopkeeper to attract interest to the piece. Another customer walks in and the shopkeeper moves to assist them. You think you hear a faint whispery noise coming from, … coming from the box. You lean your ear down close to the box to hear it better. To your surprise it really is whispering, as if there were a small voice inside chanting some old song. You say quietly "Hello?" hoping no one will notice you are talking to a box. "Is someone inside?" You ask feeling slightly stupid.
"Hello, I'm Quenstalof, if I must have a name. You're probably wondering what the heck kind of stupid name is Quenstalof, well I've been asking myself that for the last couple of hundred years. I didn't name myself and all of my cousins got the good names, like Famine and War and Drought and all of the other things that plague the earth. (Yup, another cousin, Plague, I would have been a great Plague.)" You leap away in shock. No one ever prepared you for talking boxes.
"The gods, of Olympus to be more specific, trapped me and all of my cousins in this box. It wasn't fun being in this box with all of my cousins and that fluttery thing, Hope I think it was called. Anyway the gods gave our box to this girl named Pandora, and the box became, you guessed right, Pandora's box." It tells you.
"You're wondering, didn't she open the box and free everything in it? If you were really in her box I would have heard of you." You are kind of surprised because that really is what you are thinking. " I was really in the box. We finally got her curious enough to open this box. Pandora opened the box, I was all set to wreak havoc (I never really liked my cousin Havoc) on the world when stupid Hope pushed me back in. Hope said, " I can't let this one get out, it'll be far too much for the people here to take." Then Pandora closed the box again. So I've been in this box ever since. Do you wonder what it is that I do? I won't know until someone opens my box."
"You're probably wondering why you're still standing there talking to a box. Its because you are the person who's curious enough to open the box. So do it, open my box. Set Quenstalof on the world. You'll never know what I do until you open the box, so open it please. "
This revelation says exactly what was going on in your mind. How much damage could one little being do? Well if Hope was afraid of it. Should you open the box? Shouldn't you open the box? What are you going to do?