"If it does not seem to fit it is probably because it was recently added to the island."

Recently added but still sitting here long enough for the vines and plat life to some what overgrow it. The box had been sitting here for a few months now.

Haytham's hand dropped to Lenalee's shoulder, giving her a firm push to send her on inside.

"The writing you can really only see when you are closer to it."

Or so he said. When they neared the back wall of the crate there was no writing there at all. There was only some chains that hung from the sides and a collar piece Haytham picked up to clamp against Lenalee's throat if she was not quick enough to avoid it.