Knock, knock. You open the front door at the sound of a light tapping. No one is there; the only thing present is a delivery box sitting at your feet. It is wrapped so tightly in tape that it's hard to make out its proper shape. You can't read the text written on the shipping label. Even the enclosed manual is barely legible. The only thing you can understand is that what's inside the box is a... lizard.

You bring a box cutter from the kitchen and carefully remove the tape. What's inside the finally opened box is... a white lizard. You can't figure out how it's even alive in this environment, but you give up on thinking as the lizard climbs onto your palm.