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Using the poker like a crowbar, you pry at the safe. At first it stubbonly resists, then with a loud "POP!" the door drops to the floor. Eagerly you flash your penlight inside, certain that old man Rigby stored his hoard here.
Disappointed, you pull out one yellow, faded piece of paper. You examine it closely -- a map! Although you don't recognize any landmarks, your attention is drawn to the large, black "X" near the center. Treasure? Treasure!
You push the map into your pocket and, feeling strangely guilty, replace the picture over the doorless safe.
You are in the master bedroom. What a depressing place!