Forgive Me - What the heck?

>Read the message, ask the sender about your new present.

I sit down again, looking at the message I've received.

     «Francine?»
     «Are you still there?»
     «Yes.»
     «By the way, I've opened up the package, and there's some kind of weird clockwork device inside.»
     «Any idea what it could be?»
     «Not at all.»
     «I'll speculate later if you want, but right now I have a more urgent situation on my hands.»
     «And I just wanted to let you know about it.»
     «Because guess who just turned up on my doorstep.»
     «I have no idea.»
     «Tell me.»
     «It's Vince.»
     «He's unconscious.»
     «He's not in a bad way, but he has certainly seen better days.»
     «What the hell is Vince doing all the way over there?»
     «What happened?»
     «I don't know.»
     «He seems to have come on foot. I didn't see anyone else or heard any vehicles.»
     «I found him slumped against the door after he rang the doorbell.»
     «He was muttering to himself and didn't hear me.»
     «Mother and I are taking care of him. I hope he wakes up soon.»
     «Damn.»
     «Keep me updated, okay?»
     «Absolutely.»
     «Tell me more about that package once you find out.»
     «Today has been weird.»
     «Call me paranoid, but I can't help but feel like Vince sent the package.»
     «If that's the case, then a lot more may be going on than we know.»
     «So be careful.»

My hands shake. "Today has been weird" seems like somewhat of an understatement.
Behind me, the device on my table shimmers ominously. I turn my face to the monitor again.
It's probably best to wait until Vince wakes up before investigating any more, but at the same time, something tugs on me.
Trying to get me to push on, to find out more...