Rusted metal box

As they cleared the dirt, the object revealed itself—a rusted metal box, heavy and rectangular. Keller let out a low whistle. “Looks like he wasn’t kidding,” he muttered.
Luke’s pulse pounded as he stared at it. Carl had buried this deliberately, ensuring no one but the right person would ever uncover it. Now it had finally surfaced, waiting.
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