Are you in?

You drop to your knees, hands raised above your head, holding the box up and screaming "PLEASE JUST TAKE THE BOX AND LEAVE ME ALONE! I DON;T KNOW ANYTHING I SWEAR!!!" Your crotch feels warm, you have peed your pants in fright. 3 men enter the building. They say nothing. One gingerly removes the box from your hands. The second grabs the back of your head and directs your view to the third man. The third is holding a device. He aims it at you and presses a button.

You awaken in your bed. No recollection of where you were before this. It's almost as if you blacked out, memory is fuzzy. Lunch time you head to get your usual lunch at Louie's. But it is a Firehouse Subs. Has it always been a Firehouse Subs? You can't remember. When did Larry's go out of business? Wait, was it Larry's or Louie's? It is unclear. Hmm. You just chuck it up to all the weed you used to smoke and blame it on bad memory. You laugh. You order the Meatball sub. It's whatever.... meh.
End Of Story