Janitor Opens A Mysterious Box Left Outside The School On A Wintry Evening And Is Left Speechless

Late Night

The low murmur of the December winds could be heard in the silence despite the closed windows. The janitor was still working at this hour, mopping the floors of the filthy locker room. He hated cleaning the locker rooms. They always smelled like deodorant and sweat, no matter how much he cleaned it. He couldn’t even remember the original color of these floors.