The Red Box – Story Start

The tiny red box in Annie’s hand seems to glow as the sun shines through the translucent sides. The glass window in the lid catches the light like a prism, reflecting tiny rainbows across Annie’s forehead. She holds the box up to her eye and turns her face toward the sun. She gasps. As she watches, a message appears across the silvery silk lining at the bottom.

“Let me out.” . . .

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