Mr. Moto dragged a treasure chest in the middle of the woods, the cold damp woods that had corpses scattered everywhere so grotesque it's like their bodies were left to rot in hell forever. He stopped and fell down and looked at the treasure chest, it had stone tiles that covered some parts of it from the exposure of being stuck in one place for too long. After 200 years of it being locked away, he finally had it, Mr. Moto smiled and laughed looking up at the cold dead sky looking back at him as if it was filled with the souls of the dead here.
Mr. Moto got up and made a fire fixing a pillow and blanket with some leaves and sticks he found close to him that wasn't swallowed in the pitch darkness near him. "After I take my rest, I will get back and become rich!" Mr. Moto tried to fall asleep, but his excitement couldn't wait he immediately got up. "I'll just take one sneak peek and then go to sleep." He opened up the chest and the light shined at him; there was hundreds of legendary artifacts that he thought was fake. "Holy shit people would kill trillions for this! But where do I hide it?" Mr. Moto then grabbed it and dropped it into one of the tree trucks
"That should solve it" He looked back but the second he heard a scream. he looked around there was a man decomposing because he put his hand through the tree trunks. Everybody knew not to put your hand through the tree trunk of a tree with a face. "Ah," Moto then turned around and fell asleep. The next day he woke up to a sunny sky the trees looking like the came from heaven then from the place where he hid the treasure chest it was riddled with corpses. Everyone trying to get the treasure chest but failing.
Moto got up and yawned still wearing his train uniform didn't even unbuckle the straps! He walked to where the corpses were and pulled them all out of the trunk. The blood spilled out and some got on his knee burning him a bit he winched in pain before getting the treasure chest from the trunk. He then took out some of the red string from the red yarn wraps that kept his golden buttons together that went down vertically all the way down to the bottom part of his uniform. He then used it to form straps that he used to tie the treasure chest and picked it up; it worked. Although now he needed to give up 2 of the wraps and his shirt was partially off it was worth for how much money he was going to get.
Rubbing his eyes he noticed that the campfire was gone though, he shrugged thinking that someone lost soul probably took it Moto then walked away venturing out to his way back