At first, I thought it was an accident β maybe a string or a lace carelessly left by an employee during packing. π€
But one detail instantly made me tremble: the object appeared to be moving. Very slightly, yet enough for me to sense a faint vibration, like the quietest breath. My pulse raced. I bent closer, inspecting every inch, struggling to accept what my eyes were showing.
I noticed tiny repeated motions, almost like the thing was trying to escape the plastic wrapping.

Looking closer, I realized what it really was π±
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