Then I moved on to the desk, running my hands carefully over it, finding only messily scattered books.

Finally, in a corner of the desk, I felt something that seemed like clothing.

Excited, I was about to grab it for a closer look.

But something was weighing the clothes down, and when I pulled, it shifted and hit the desk with a clear sound.

My face went pale with fright, my heart jumped to my throat, and I instinctively covered my chest, ...