Selma's Will
After all the nightmares and strange happenings over the past few weeks, you head out to your late, Great Aunt Selma's house, to search for her missing Will. It seems a number of family members came across a note, very much like the one you had found in the book, Monster in the Mirror. The note pretty much claimed that Selma's Will was hidden somewhere in her house. Luckily, your mom was able to stop the auction, in hopes that Selma's Will could be found. If it is not found by the end of the day, Aunt Selma's house will be auctioned off to the highest bidder.
It is fairly early in the morning, with the sun barely peeking above the horizon in the eastern sky. Relatives, who also found a similiar note, arrive randomly and give "fluff" hugs and kisses to all that arrived before them. It's kind of funny how they never seem to care about anyone, unless there is something in it for them. Others, like your mom, are genuine with their affections. Your mom called you this morning to tell you that she wouldn't be able to make it. She also let you know that Mr. Lewis would be there later, and had to have the Will in his hands before sundown. Before long, about a dozen or so relatives arrive, along with Oswald Rupert
Now, Oswald always took good care of Aunt Selma, but never was very friendly to anyone else. He seemed very uptight in her last few years, and rarely allowed Selma to have visitors. It seemed odd, since Selma always appeared to be in good health. Not good enough, evidently.
Coming around to the front , Mr. Rupert unlocks the tall iron gate, allowing everyone gathered to enter the front lawn of Aunt Selma's quaint little home. He climbs the front steps of the porch, and clears his throat.
"As you all know by now, Selma has reached out from the grave with a ridiculous notion that her Will is hidden somewhere in her house. Though I think this is a big waste of time, I was ordered by the state to allow access to family members in order to locate this imaginary Will. You will have until the end of the day to try and locate it. If nothing is found by sundown, the estate of Selma B. Castlebury will be sold at auction at 6 am tomorrow morning. You must give the Will to Mr. Lewis, who will be waiting in the front yard, at sundown."
With that said, Mr. Rupert, with a large loop of keys, turns and unlocks the front door to Aunt Selma's house. Like a stampede, your relatives waste no time shoving the caretaker aside and bolt through the door like a herd of wild buffalo. Not wanting to be left out, you follow behind like the strayed calf. You glance over at Mr. Rupert, and notice him returning your gaze with a cold stare, then you proceed in the house.