The Search Begins in the Closet
EvilEnglish had already made up his mind that his grandparents had stashed wealth somewhere in the dilapidated property. So he began where any reasonable person would: in the wardrobe.
He walked up to the hall closet without high hopes. After all, the home didn’t have anything in it save dust and spider webs. So, he opened the door, not really expecting much. All that EvilEnglish unearthed was a musty, ancient carpet. However, this was before a turn of events.