After our confrontation, I spend every day trying to call Marcus. He picked up the first few times, but then blocked my number.

All I could think about was trying to convince him not to open the safe. I even went to his house, but finally gave up when he wouldn’t come to the door.

Convincing Tim was just as hard. He would just smile and shrug his shoulders. But after a few weeks, he even gave up helping Marcus and got a part-time job after school, working at the factory.

But I wouldn’t give up trying to figure out how to stop Marcus. I could hide it somewhere, but realistically, I knew the safe was too big and heavy to move.

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Maybe I could damage the lock somehow, but I knew that wasn’t plausible due to the thick steel plate protecting it.

Before I knew it, three weeks had passed when I see Tim at school. He rushes up to me, “Did you hear about Marcus?” He asks. I freeze.

“What happened to him?”

“He’s gone, disappeared. The police are looking everywhere, but there’s no sign of him. It’s like he vanished into thin air.” The worry is evident on Tim’s face. I instantly feel sick to my stomach.

“Hey, are you okay?” I nod my head yes. I don’t hear anything else he says.

“I have to go.” I skip the rest of my classes and drive straight to the old house. I run down the stairs and come to a dead stop. The safe is gone.

“Oh, Marcus, what have you done?” I should have done more to stop him.

I had been afraid the safe was still cursed, but I also thought the mystery woman wouldn’t be that cruel. Guess I was wrong.