Janitor Finds Gym Floor Filled With Umbrellas, Then Reads the Note Left for Him

The note

Frank hesitated before picking it up. The envelope had no name, no date. Just the faint outline of a circle and four small lines crossing through it—like a compass or an old school symbol. He turned it over and broke the seal. Inside was a note, handwritten in ink. The words were short. “Frank, you’ve been chosen. Don’t come looking. We will contact you.”