"Hey, don't eat that stuff," said Heiji. "You don't know where it's been!" Yes, that was the problem, possible food poisoning. He made his way along a wall, looking for seams that might betray another door, but when Stiles spoke up again, he came forward with the key.

"...Well, can't be any worse than sticking around here, right? Here goes..." Heiji shoved the key in the lock, took a deep breath, and shoved the lid off. Inside was a body.

Well... a body that had been dead for a while and was now just a skeleton covered with rotted cloth. A yellowed, brittle piece of paper was clutched in one hand.

"I know that the family has its traditions, but she is far too unstable to remain at liberty, even in death. That is why I commissioned the spirit bottle. Take care to hide it away somewhere safe. And for god's sake, don't let anyone open it!

Yours Truly,
Aloysius"