“A-scavenging we will go, a-scavenging we will – what’s that?” The Scavengers didn’t like taking anything that wasn’t useful. Or edible. This object was certainly a puzzle. It seemed to be made of shiny, mustardy celluloid. The two Scavengers stared at Pennie. “Dude. It’s a box.” “Yeah. Chill.” Pennie snarled. “You don’t survive in the …