Idiot Henrick carefully opened the package. His care however was not reciprocated as inside the box was a boxing glove with an image fashioned from rice paper seemingly with the face of Michael Stipe on it. This was clearly a message designed to unnerve him. Who knew about the Stipe punchbag he had as a child? Was it Mother? Henrick's thoughts turned to Mother - her cruel eyes and weathered face peering down from above him. Quite literally as she was in the attic once again looking through the crude porthole she'd installed last year. "idiot" he thought. Out loud.
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