Couple Discovers Hidden Safe During Renovation, Then Their Neighbor Tells Them This

Covered in Dust

The safe was solid metal, rusted around the edges, and coated in thick layers of dust. There was no label, no markings—just a faded dial lock on the front. Steven knelt beside it, inspecting it closely. “No keyhole. Just the dial.” Amber stared, a mix of thrill and nerves building in her chest. “Who buries a safe under their floor?”