"Ow, what- crap that hurts!" She groaned and snatched her hand away from the book. Fiona saw that there was a prick of blood on her finger and placed the tip of it in her mouth.
A clicking sound from the book caught Fiona's attention, and she looked down to see the lock had turned clockwise. Fiona's brow knitted together as she watched the lock turn by itself before it revealed a purple sapphire ring from a hidden compartment.
Hesitantly, she picked up the ring and lay it in the palm of her hand. Fiona didn't know what was going on, but she had an inkling feeling that the answers lay in the contents of the book.
With her other hand, she opened the book to the front pages. On one side of the page were written words in script: "To our dearest, Fiona. On your 18th birthday may this rest in your safe hands."
