My eyes were fixed on the box sitting in between my legs on my bed, in the darkness of my room with only the table lamp on.

Anyone who sees me now would think I'm performing a ritual, but that's not the case.

It quiet in the room, very quiet, not even the fan or AC was on. This is the perfect time for me to find out what's inside this box, but....

I'm scared of opening the box, I'm scared of what I'm gonna find out. What if it's something evil father did before his death?

Honestly, I don't wanna find out about any of father Reed's dirty deeds...