Ayy ayyy, it’s hiking season and I feel like this is all I’ve been talking about! Check out my most favourite challenging hikes for the summer! BC is known for its amazing scenery. Many celebrities come on vacation here to escape the city and mellow out in nature. I feel very lucky to live here …
They found the key at the bottom of the well, just like the treasure map showed.
Although, it was not the key they had been envisioning; when first coming across the map, Hunter and his friend’s pictured something old and rustic. They had always imagined a delicate key, with an intricate design – just like in the movies.
This key… was plain.
It had some curves to it, but the design was simple.
“What do we do now?” Holland asked. Her brows were pulled together, her nose scrunched up; it was a typical look she gave when she was confused.
“Does the map say anything else, Hunter?” Jack held the key in his hand, gazing at it intently as if the key would shout out answers to him if he stared hard enough.
“Um,” Hunter pulled the map out of his back pocket, unfolding it and looking carefully. “No, nothing else.”
“Maybe we’re missing a piece of the map?” Holland began to pace.
Jack shook his head, his lips pressed into a flat line. “This is useless, we travelled all this way, left our homes, for a plain key? Where’s all the treasure you promised us, Hunter?”
“Jack calm down,” Holland hissed.
“No!” Jack waved her off. “I was promised treasure that would allow me to help my aunt. A key,” he held it in the air, “is not going to help me pay for her medication. This key is useless! This whole trip is useless!”
In his anger, Jack threw the key. It flew across the yard of the abandoned farmhouse, landing with a clatter on the gravel driveway.
“Jack!” Holland shouted. “We get it, we’re disappointed too, but you don’t have to throw a fit. I mean… Hunter? What are you doing?”
While Holland had been trying to reason with Jack, Hunter had made his way to the discarded key.
He couldn’t believe this was the end of the search.
He wouldn’t believe it.
Hunter crouched down, a grin plastered on his face as he gazed at the now-broken key.
The two rushed over, taking in what was before them.
“Oh my god,” Holland whispered.
They key laid in a small pile of metal.
However, sticking out of the top of the key was a small slip of paper.
The search was back on.