“Is that a harpsichord?”

“Nah, it’s an old piano.  Don’t touch it.”  Joe pointed at the DO NOT TOUCH sign displayed above the keys.

Ed looked closely.  The piano was carefully dusted, but one key had some extra wear on it.  He hit it a few times.  Nothing happened.

“Do not touch that,” the butler commanded.  “That piece is not part of the auction.”

“Whatever you say, Al,” Ed said, tapping the broken key a few more times just for giggles.

Elsewhere in the mansion, unnoticed by anyone, the door to the cave silently slid open.

Word Count: 95

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