a]I tried slamming the box against the table, but that did more damage to the table than the box. Frustrated, I turned the box against the knife, but because the metal was smooth, the knife skidded upward and the tip pierced my index finger. Blood dripped everywhere. aDamn it, now I have blood all over the damn thing.a I looked around for something to stop the bleeding, but before I could turn away from my desk, drops of blood dripped from my finger, down my hand, and onto the clear space in the middle of the jewelry box. It seemed like everything happened in slow motion. I watched in disbelief as the clear space absorbed my blood like it was a sponge and not glass. Then suddenly I heard four distinct aclicks.a The jewelry box was opened by my blood.