So what did I see when I opened the parcel?
Well that’s not entirely true there was something there just nothing distinctive, nothing immediately recognisable. The reason it wasn’t recognisable was because whatever was in the envelope was wrapped in bubble wrap.
I stuck my hand into the envelope slowly. Like I said I wasn’t overly worried about the contents being dangerous given that the parcel had no doubt been scanned through more than one computer whilst coming through Customs. But Customs or not I still was not prepared to go at things like a bull at a gate.
Wrapping my hand around the bubble wrapped item I began to pull the smaller package out. Once it was completely out of the envelope I placed it on the table and put the envelope to one side. I looked at the package, whatever it was was well wrapped, at least I knew I was going to have fun with all those tiny little bubbles of air at some stage down the track.
I rolled the package over and could see it was only stuck with a piece of sticky tape, the sender obviously didn’t think the bubble wrap needed tight securing. I really don’t know why I was being so slow opening it, I know it sounds like I was being cautious but honestly I wasn’t, at least I wasn’t doing it consciously.
Looking closely at the bubble wrap I realised that whatever it was underneath all those air filled circles was actually wrapped in something white. It looked like a standard piece of paper, but obviously I couldn’t be certain about that until I had the bubble wrap off.
I gently pulled that the edge of the sticky tape, taking care not to rip the wrapping, I didn’t want to spoil my fun later on! Once the piece of tape came unstuck I pulled the top layer of bubble wrap back slowly and began unwrapping the item.
Holding the flap of bubble wrap down with my left hand I rolled the rectangular item over one side at a time with my right hand and began to unwrap my present. With every roll the end pieces that were so tightly wrapped in such a way that the rest of the wrapping held it tightly in place until the item was unwrapped, came undone. It was actually a very nice and neat way to wrap a parcel, I vowed one day to figure out how it was done.
With the final roll of bubble wrap I could tell my thought about the paper was right, whatever my present would be it was tightly wrapped first in paper before the bubble wrap went around it.
I checked out the paper, it looked like a normal piece of blank paper, nothing written on it that I could see and nothing suggesting it was anything special or unique. Another piece of sticky tape similar to that which was holding the bubble wrap down was holding the paper stuck. I pulled the tape off and the paper immediately unfolded itself on all sides and revealed what it was someone thought I really needed.
I took each edge of the paper and pushed it down on the desk and found myself staring at a flip phone. It was the sort of phone that had been popular fifteen years ago, if fact it was the sort of phone which was so old I only knew two people in this world that still used one. The first person was N.C.I.S Special Agent Jethro Gibbs, and I didn’t think he’d be sending me a phone, firstly because he didn’t know me and secondly because he’s a fictional character from a TV show. The only other person I knew who used such up to date technology was Téa, she might have known how to remain untraceable on the internet but she really had this thing against new mobile phones, or as she called them too many times, a cell phone.
I picked up the phone and looked at it, it was pristine in appearance with not a scratch or mark on it and the Nokia brand name was clearly visible on the front. I flipped the phone open and was again presented with a pristine screen and buttons, the phone obviously hadn’t been used much, if at all.
I hit the power button and the phone powered up…slowly! There was a beep, then the screen lit up and the Nokia splash screen lit up the liquid crystal display. I waited a few moments for the phone to initialise itself. Once the phone was initialised and ready I expected to see telco branding on the screen somewhere to tell me which network it was connected to but instead of any branding there was two simple words.
I guess I wasn’t as shocked as I could have been but given I was fairly sure I knew who the phone came from I wasn’t really shocked by what I was seeing, however I was a little annoyed that I didn’t know why I was receiving such a gift.
Okay maybe it was a little slow of me but I decided to look down at the piece of paper the phone had been wrapped in. It stood to reason that if Téa went to the trouble of wrapping the phone in paper the paper actually had a reason for being there, could that reason be a message explaining things?
I looked down at the paper and saw a single line of hand writing on it. The reason it didn’t appear from the back side of the paper when I first saw it wrapped around the phone was because the message was written in grey lead pencil.
I looked at the message.
The single line started with a miniature drawing of Foo and ended with a similar drawing of Foo the only difference between the two was that the one at the end of the line had six fingers in the left hand. Immediately I knew the hand written text between the two Foo’s was a coded message from Téa.
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