"wow" Alexa said walking in behind him

Tyler finally peeked around the corner. He lit another torch, and it flooded the room with light. There was a skeleton. Tyler flinched slightly, his eyes widening. Alexa was still behind him... Tyler turned and started walking back. "Lets go a different way.." he paused, knowing that wouldn't work. "Fine, Alexa, there is something you will NOT like seeing in there. Or you might love it because you are crazy. I don't know, but I suggest not looking in that room." Tyler grunted. He thought about the room again. It was small, with some ratty pillows in the corner and some blankets. Just one torch lit the entire thing up. The skeleton, Tyler guessed, had been in shackles. There were still mounts on the wall.

"Huh?" Alexa asked confused, then seemed highly curious, she tried to peak into the room, but Tyler stood in the way, Alexa grunted

Tyler tipped his head. "Don't blame me.." he muttered, moving out of the way. It wasn't his fault if she did something weird... he had tried to warn her.

Alexa smiled in victory, as she walked into the room, and saw the body, she paused, "whoa" she said, she walked up to the dead body and prodded it with a stick, "I have never seen a skeleton before"

Tyler stalked in behind her, tipping his head. "I have seen many skeletons... especially in jails." Tyler commented. Front what's he could tell it had been a male... thicker bones, different posture, small things like that. Tyler observed it more carefully, seeing some rusted daggers and rotten leather around the skeleton. He thought about that. His family was originally from Scotland... where they are now. (Just decided that lol) They always wore belts of daggers, every man women and child. Tyler was starting to have a sinking feeling.

Alexa turned to Tyler, "what's wrong?" She asked

Tyler tipped his head slightly. "Nothing yet..." he said slowly, choosing his words carefully. He examined the skeleton further, looking at any objects. There. A scrap of rotten leather behind it. Tyler reached back... and pulled out what would have been a leather jacket. His sinking feeling sunk deeper. Tyler grabbed a rusty dagger and peered at it, then examined it next to one of his new ones. Exactly the Same. "Okay now something is wrong. I know this sounds... like a far throw... but I'm pretty sure this was my relative." Tyler murmured quietly.

Alexa gasped, "what? Ew!" She said, "alright, who was it?" She said leaning in rubbing her hands together

Tyler looked appalled. "I have no idea! All my family members wore black leather jackets and belts with these daggers. I can't tell them apart... though maybe..." Tyler started to say, then murmured. He started rooting through the daggers, looking at each one. Finally he picked one up and scratched the rust off of it. "James... Tiberius... Carter. My great grandfather." Tyler said, glancing at the skeleton.