A large silver packing white case with a golden lock on the front came into being before my eyes in front of me. I examined the case and the lock in the front. I tried attempting to draw a key a few times but failed in every attempt.
I began to hear the bells from the palace go off. I groaned. I would have to come back to this. I needed to take the case with me so I could figure out a way to open it up or find a key maker to handle forging a key to get inside of it.
I couldn't leave it behind. I tried lifting it up but I couldn't get a strong enough grip on the case to handle lifting it up to bring it along with me. Hmm. I tapped a finger to my chin and looked down at the chalk in my hand.
A thought came to me and I started drawing a bag with a magical purpose to it. The image glowed and then a dark blue rough sack appeared on the floor. I took it up and started easing around the sack until I had put it inside.
