Couple Discovers Hidden Safe During Renovation, Then Their Neighbor Tells Them This

Using power tools

They dragged the safe outside, its metal bottom screeching across the hardwood floor. It had no keyhole, just a rusted dial and thick layers of grime. They grabbed every tool they owned—saws, hammers, even a blowtorch. Sparks flew into the dusk. But the safe resisted. The hours dragged. Every inch of progress was slow, stubborn. It was stronger than anything they’d imagined possible.