Hoping you can make it
upstairs to warn the world about your... somewhat messy basement... you
decide to exert more energy than you have in the last 15 years by
leaping over the boxes while avoiding the snakes and goo. Amazingly, you
somehow make a clean jump over all of the boxes and it looks like you're
about to make a clean getaway when...
OH NO! THE BOX POLICE!
Oh yes is more like it.
Your father and your grandfather told you many a tale about these
freakish undergroundbox dwellers, but never until this
day did you see one in person. From the stories they told you, the box
police were a peculiar race who had no beef with the rest of humanity...
unless you came into contact with one of their boxes.
Now, while you were
absolutely sure that you cleared all the boxes without even touching
him, this guy, who goes by the name "Boxes O'Hooligan" claims that one
of your shoelaces grazed the top of his box during your giant leap. You
try to talk it over with him for a while, offering to pay for any
damages your shoelace might have done to his precious box, but
O'Hooligan doesn't want money... O'Hooligan wants BLOOD.
