Knox looked up through bleary eyes as the delivery man pushed through the doors of the science lab.
"Whoa, uh, what's this?" Knox asked.
"Delivery," the delivery man replied.
"Yeah, Ancient Relics is two floors down," Knox told him, looking at the sarcophagus.
"Invoice reads to the Science Department, Winifred Burkle," he shrugged.
"Oh... you need me to sign?" Knox questioned.
"Been signed."
"O...k."