Styrofoam and cardboard laid stern about on Evan's kitchen counter. Inside each of the three containers were vials made of thick, heavy plastic and sealed shut with a cap. They were obviously designed to not shatter during their transportation. But there wasn't any sort of warnings or labels or anything on the vials. The lion had them laid out on the counter. Each had a luminescent, thin liquid inside of them. One of the vials held a bright blue liquid, another had a dark yellow like fluid, and the last was a vibrant green.
Evan was curious about these vials. Where these things dangerous? They couldn't be, the lion reasoned. If so, why were they sent through the regular mail? And why would anybody be so careless as to let them just sit outside the door to someone's apartment? Clearly, they couldn't be that hazardous. The lion thought it might be stupid, but his curiosity was getting the better of him. Why not take a swig of one of these? It couldn't be that bad, could it?
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