The closet door knocked from the inside, startling Matt and Charlie as they worked from their desks. Curious, they watched as an ornate vellum envelope was pushed through the crack under the door.
“What is it Matt?”
“I don’t know. If you’re so curious, you pick it up.”
“It’s closer to you.”
“So.”
“That’s the rule.”
“I don’t like that rule.”
“You made it.”
Matt grumbled, picked up the envelope and read it.
“What’s it say,” Charlie asked.
“It’s says it’s from the Dark Overlord,” Matt answered.
“Are you going to open it?”
“Not even with your fingers,” Matt answered.