Horror in my Mailbox!

I have a confession. I don't check my mailbox very often. In fact, I don't check it at all. BabyBat does.

See, I mostly treat the mailbox like my email spam filter. If I'm expecting something, I'll check it, but otherwise all the spam can sit and rot.

Well festering in that mess, unbeknownst to me, was a frightening Mini Manor!

I can only imagine the righteous madness this inflicted on all the grocery store ads and home refinance offers that were trapped in the same, itty bitty, dark box.

I already love it just for that, but what the heck, let's open it up and see what crawls out.

What can I say, I'm an adventurer at heart.

It starts with a tankard smashing the left side of a skull. Now, I had the same question all of you probably do. Was the attacker left-handed or right-handed?

I won't give away the adventure but suffice it to say, if your fiancé's wedding dress is Lady Bolovo designed, you might want to reconsider your priorities.

More horrifying than the adventure is if you take random encounter #1 and combine it with random encounter #5. Do eels like sausage?