The city is quiet except for the rain.

Your umbrella clicks with every step as puddles ripple beneath your shoes. Streetlights flicker. You’re almost home when… something catches your eye.

A box. Just sitting there. Soggy. Forgotten. Tucked in a shadowed alleyway.

You pause. Look once… twice. You shouldn’t stop. But curiosity wins.

You step off the sidewalk and crouch beside it. A breath held.

Is it a kitten? A raccoon? Nothing?

You slowly lift the lid—

FWUMP. You hit the ground. Your umbrella rolls aside.

A warm, soft weight presses into your chest. You blink. And blink again.

A large, fluffy moth… is hugging you?

You sit up. It doesn’t let go.

Rain falls around you, but the creature seems to only care about one thing: you.

What… are you going to do?