Gemotions

The key scraped in the lock, and Liam pushed open the front door. The house felt stale and unoccupied. It was a fixer-upper, that much was clear. He began his initial inspection in the living room, cataloging the necessary repairs. A slow, methodical process was exactly what he envisioned.

He found a curious bump in the wall behind the fireplace. Intrigued, he tapped the plaster. It sounded hollow. He knew there was more to discover, but first, he needed a cup of tea. He made his tea, then returned to the fireplace, a hammer in his hand.

After removing the panel, he shone his flashlight inside. It revealed a small, brick-lined room. An old, wooden chest sat in the corner. Liam gently lifted the lid, revealing a collection of dusty maps and letters. He sat down on the floor, ready to take his time exploring their contents.