Criss began to talk to himself as he laid there, angry at the otheres "Dammit, Its going to take years to get all that back . . . . I wonder what happen  to . . . " Criss said thinking to himself those last few words, after a few seconds of thinking to himself his wondering was answered with a very loud thud out side the school just in the forest, a rather large black chest with dark brown worn leather strapes all over it that embed it self into the ground when it landed, it being EXTREMELY heavy for its size, looking very old and demonic, Criss froze at the sound of it landing, hopeing no one heard or seen it hit the ground, knowing that if somone to find it, it would mean a world of hurt, not just for him but anyone stupid enough to try to open it, Criss knew the price for opening the chest and he would not wish it on ANYONE. "I have to get to it, before anyone finds it . . ." Criss said very quietly to himself,<span style="font-style: italic">'But how am I going to get out of here with out anyone noticeing . . . And if I try to run for it, I'm sure i'll be taken down by one of the few around me'</span>Criss thought to himself, a bit worryed at the thought of someone opening the chest.