"I have no idea." The statement answered both questions. Dena moved toward the box that seemed too perfectly set to be anything other than a trap. He crouched down to get a look at the box as well.
"This doesn't feel right. It's too...easy." He knew he might be dooming them to a bad time of things, but he couldn't let the obvious go unsaid. How were they supposed to deal with a box and no demon?
"Uhm, you wanna open it or do we just get the hell gone before it all explodes in our faces?" He knew they couldn't just leave the box there for some moron to pick up and probably get cursed. But, he didn't want either of them to touch it and get the same curse. He stood and started looking around for anything they could use to pick the damn box up. They really did need to start carrying tongs or gloves for this kind of gig.