Lena looked about here furtively. It was not exactly illegal for her to be here, but it was definitely not some place that she wanted to be seen. Especially since the contents of the chest were rather... awkward, to say the least.
She held the key in her hand. It had taken her a long while to source for it. It was silly, she had possessed the chest for a long while now, but it never occurred to her to open it up. She couldn't even tell why. It was just one of the things that she didn't think of doing.
But the key. It took some effort to get hold of it. Her boyfriend had innocently asked her about the chest. She had remembered vaguely what was contained within it, after all, she was present when the things were placed in it. But she didn't hold on to the key.
He had suggested that she prise open the chest with a crowbar, but she remembered that it was not a good idea at some level. She had explained to him that the chest itself was made of some kind of really hard material whose exact composition she wasn't privy of, and the chest itself was machined to such tolerances that finding a chink large enough to support a crowbar was neigh impossible.
Besides, she had the key now. After scouring the Internet. She remembered that when she was present that a duplicate key was to be held in escrow on a semi-secret account on the Internet. She had forgotten about it, mostly. Until of course when her boyfriend piqued her curiousity and stirred up some deep memory of the importance of the contents in the chest.
The key. It was oddly shaped. It looked like an ordinary skeleton key, but it was no ordinary skeleton key. It was more hi-tech looking than a skeleton key. It was also made of the same material that the chest was made of; that made it easy to determine if the key she got was the real deal.
As far as she could remember, the key had an extra dimension that was not easily perceived.
(Based on an exercise generated by WriteThis - 30-Jan-2014 20:40:23)
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