He frowns when the cube doesn't seem to have any purpose outside of being an obstacle. He pulls his hand away when the static sensation intensifies, after concluding that it wasn't getting him anywhere. It wasn't really worth messing up his hair, anyway.
Instead, he produces his phone and takes a photo of the thing. For future reference. Maybe someone knows what it does.
His attention is then turned to the cardboard boxes in the room.
"There's got to be something interesting in here, right?" He thinks to himself, gingerly opening one on the top of the pile.
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He frowns when the cube doesn't seem to have any purpose outside of being an obstacle. He pulls his hand away when the static sensation intensifies, after concluding that it wasn't getting him anywhere. It wasn't really worth messing up his hair, anyway.
Instead, he produces his phone and takes a photo of the thing. For future reference. Maybe someone knows what it does.
His attention is then turned to the cardboard boxes in the room.
"There's got to be something interesting in here, right?" He thinks to himself, gingerly opening one on the top of the pile.