The tag on the blue suitcase said it belonged to “Shelly Sinister”. Daniel eyed the bag that resembled his own from wheel to handle. A piece of lost luggage wasn’t going to ruin his vacation. He’d been saving for months. He never got to go to the beach. He unzipped it with a zurp sound.

Inside laid what seemed to be a radio control drone with wings and helicopter blades, complete with a tablet as a remote control.

“Let’s take this baby for a spin,” he said.

In the hotel parking lot, he found a stretch to use as a runway. He found a switch on the side, flipped it, and turned on the tablet. A set of buttons appeared on the screen. One said, “Let it rip”, and he hit it with a smile.

The drone flew up into the clouds, and Daniel could see it’s camera on the tablet. He felt like a child as he prompted it to do flips and near crash drops only to pull up the nose at the last possible second.

As the drone neared a neighborhood from above, a new command appeared in the buttons. “Complete Objective.” Daniel hit it without a second thought.

The drone found a mansion with a long clear pool on top of a hill. Upon seeing a hairy man in a speedo, the drone set a red target on his head. It opened guns from the wings. The man saw the drone and ran into his mansion through a glass sliding door.

The drone fired bullets through the mansion windows that shattered the glass into a million pieces.

Daniel tried to stop the drone, but the machine took on a mind of its own as it pursued the man through the kitchen, dining room, and cornered him in the living room. He tried to stop the drone with the buttons, but the drone pumped the guy so full of led that he’d register as a number 2 pencil. Blood hit the camera.

The drone started back automatically. Daniel smashed the tablet on the ground, jumped on it a few times for good measure, checked out of the hotel, and caught the first flight home.

Upon arriving home to his trailer in tall grass, he checked his mailbox the next morning. He found a package addressed to “Laural Livid”. He pulled a pen from his pocket, labeled it “RETURN TO SENDER”, and waited until the mailman picked it up before he left his home again.