The last member of the Anderson family to arrive was a large German sheperd with the rather un-imaginative name Hound. It had been in quarantine for some time, but finally it was re-united with the Andersons.
With its huge size and its pitch black fur it looked rather intimidating, but the animal was a real pet. It was especially fond of Markus and it was no surprise that the teenager loved to walk the dog. Both the boy and the beast enjoyed wandering through the fields and the forest.

Not long after lady Helen, Peter and mrs. Day were having their conversation, Markus and Hound were exploring the remote corners of the Village. As such, they came accross the Nascent manor. Markus didn't care much about the old estate, but rather unexpectedly, Hound jumped through the gap in the wall.
" Come back Hound!", Markus cried, but the beast wouldn't listen.

He sighed and climbed through the gap himself.
This was where this lady Helen lived, if Kirsten's notes were correct. She had noted that she walked around with a shotgun to chase interlopers off her land.
The dog ran through the overgrown garden and into the woodland which belonged to the estate. Markus looked around, searching for a crazy old lady with a rifle. The thought of a trigger happy noble-woman wasn't exactly very pleasing.
" Hound!", he shouted. The sooner they could leave the better.
The animal had disappeared behind the trees, but Markus could hear him sniffing and growling. Then he heard a familiar, scratching sound. Hound was digging for something.

As he got sight of the dog again, he saw that Hound was indeed digging. Markus took the leash from his pocket and fastened it around Hound's neck.
" Sorry boy", he said," but this is a dangerous place and you don't seem to listen. I don't want that weird lady to find out you are ruining her garden. Let's go home."
He glanced at the hole and his eyes opened wide.
" What the ..."
On the bottom, still half covered with earth, he could see what Hound had discovered... It was a skull.








What could this be? Is it an archeological find? Evidence of a crime? Or something else? Feel free to continue.