iLover

I opened the door.

I confirmed my name.

I expressed confusion.

I reluctantly signed my name.

I stared at the box.

I dragged it inside.

I closed the door.

I fetched a pair of scissors.

I struggled in vain.

I fetched a crowbar.

I struggled successfully.

I dug through packing peanuts.

I pulled.

I stared at the vaguely humanoid mass.

I found the letter.

I read the letter.

I awaited "my perfect lover".

I raised an eyebrow at myself.

I gave the listed codephrase.

I fought back.

I died.

I2 disposed of the body and began living its new life.