Aurora
I get the others set up with some of the books off the shelf and head outside to the rose garden to look around. I honestly have no idea where I should start honestly. I sit down by my mom's grave and just think for a bit about where she might have hid her journals if she had any. And then a thought occurred to me: there is one spot in the roses that always grew a little funny. I get up and head over to the corner where the purple roses are and start moving things around until I find a spot of earth that has nothing growing on it. That’s odd. But this might be what I am looking for, so I start digging with my hands until I feel something hard. I clean up the hole and pull a wooden chest out of it. It has a lock on it, and it's not an ordinary lock from what I can tell. This one is
