Elivan

Elivan, a wide-eyed, dark-skinned sophomore, was arriving as the new postman. He was endearingly naive, knowing next to nothing about the place, figuring his only job was to not lose the mail and to deliver everything on schedule. But little did Elivan suspect, he was in for far more than he bargained for

Shouldering a dark green mailbag, practically swallowed by its camouflage pattern, Elivan sighed deeply as he pulled out the first letter. He shuffled slowly toward the designated house, each footstep feeling oddly loud in the otherwise sleepy stillness of the neighborhood