Not right now

You look around at the few people on the train and closed the trunk, knowing it would be a bad idea to lose even a single paper here. You held the chest tight throughout the ride, musing over the letter that was tucked within the wooden box.

If all of this was true, then whatever Uncle Albert was working on must be worth a fortune. An alchemist... maybe he figured out how to turn lead into gold? Or maybe the secret to eternal life? All the possibilities...

The conductor’s voice over the intercom shook you out of your dreaming, the train coming to a stop shortly after. You gathered everything in your arms and made your way out to your hotel room, setting the chest on the bed and sitting down across from it. Now to see what else was contained within...