You fish the wire cutters out of your tool kit and easily snap the twine from the package. Anxious now, you quickly rip the brown paper off and use the wire cutters to slice through the tape holding the box's flaps closed. You reach in and pull out something that feels cold, almost wet. Surprised by what seems like a glint emanating from it, you quickly place the object on the table top. It looks like an orb, shiny with a bit of a glow. You search the contents of the box for more clues on who could have sent you this orb, but you find nothing but packaging peanuts. You stare at the orb for a while. It's GOT to be revenge from that old friend of yours, right? You decide to go fire up your laptop, shoot her an email, and try to wrap up this mystery once and for all. You only have this friend's contact information in your often hacked yahoo account, and you can't remember the latest password that you've changed yet again out of paranoia. Luckily, your thorough paranoia also makes you the sort of person who writes down password hints on a notebook that you keep in your desk drawer. You scroll down the list of hints, find the one marked "Yahoo." It reads, "He murdered by numbers with Sandra, he wanted to be a bird for Rachel, and he played dirty politics for George. Who was the person whose family he lived with during his Mickey Mouse Club years?" Ah yes, of course you remember the password now.