John entered the mansion that had belonged to his very distant family member.
It was his now, him being the closest living relative to the rich hermit.
The hallway was massive. There were paintings all over the walls and the huge staircase housed statues and plants.
He knew he was now worth a fortune. He also knew that he'd probably sell most of the rich man's tat.
John opened the first door he came to. It was billed as the drawing room.
As soon as he stepped inside he didn't think much drawing had been done in it. There simply wasn't room.
There were two stuffed elephants occupying the entire space.
How did he get them in here? John thought, as he looked at the two small windows on the far wall.
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