Aunt Gertrude: tapping fingers Apple ID and password, now. Family matters, damn it.
Why do you need my apple id and password?
rolls her eyes, exasperated Oh, for Pete's sake! I just need to access your damn phone, get it?
How does that help with family matters?
throws her hands up in frustration Look, kid, I don't have time for your dumb questions!
Ok, ok. Wait a second. I unlock my phone and hand it over
snatches the phone, quickly entering the password Finally! Now, pay attention, this is important. We need to... pauses, tapping on the screen
mutters under her breath Damn kids today, always slowing me down. starts scrolling through your phone Alright, let's see...
What exactly are you looking for?
grumbling I need to find that email address of your cousin, the one who's supposed to inherit the old mansion.
nods impatiently Yes, yes, the one in Africa. They must've sent me an email or something.
And this is relevant how?
lets out a frustrated sigh Look, kid, it's like this: the old mansion in Africa, it's got a lot of... well, treasure, let's say.
Aunt Gertrude finds the email and clicks on it, only to discover that the cousin has changed their email address and forgotten about the inheritance. Aunt Gertrude slams the phone shut and storms off, leaving museactivity alone in the attic.
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. How did they change it without telling anyone?
storms back into the room, slamming the door behind her Damn it! Can't believe this! We're screwed!
paces back and forth, gnashing her teeth We need to find another way! There must be some other lead, some hidden document or forgotten safe.
pauses, tapping her fingers on the table Well, there's the old diary in the basement.
Damn right, that one. Who knows what secrets it holds? We need to dig it up and see what treasures we can find!
Alright, let's do this. Lead the way.
grabs a flashlight and starts walking towards the basement Come on, kid. We need to move our asses before anyone else gets wind of this.
Nods and follows after her
whispers Alright, listen up, kid. When we get down there, we need to be quiet and careful. No noise, got it?
Got it, Aunty. Quiet and careful.
opens the basement door and steps inside, shining her flashlight around Alright, kid, keep close and keep your eyes peeled.
follows her down the stairs What exactly are we looking for in this old diary?
scans the room, pointing her flashlight at various items We're looking for anything that might give us a clue about the treasure.
Like what? Papers, photographs, anything specific?
spots an old trunk covered in cobwebs Hold on, kid. Let me check this out. walks over to the trunk and brushes away the cobwebs
leans down and unlocks the trunk, revealing a collection of old letters and documents Jackpot! Look at all these letters, kid.
Peers over Aunt Gertrude's shoulder A whole bunch of letters, how exciting.
grabs a stack of letters and starts flipping through them Alright, kid, let's see if we can find anything useful here.
Looks at the letters Some of these are written in different languages. What does that mean?
narrows her eyes and smirks Don't worry, kid. Ol' Aunt Gertrude speaks a little bit of everything. Let me take a look.
Wait, Aunt Gertrude, I think I recognize this language. It's... Arabic.
raises an eyebrow Arabic, huh? Well, well, looks like we've got ourselves an international mystery on our hands.
Excitedly This could be the break we've been waiting for!
Damn straight, kid! Now let's not waste any time. We need to translate this stuff and see what it's telling us.