Daxter, heard about that old lighthouse on the edge of town, abandoned for years? I’ve got a hand‑drawn map that could lead us to something that might still hold secrets. Interested?

Here it is, rough lines from my old sketchbook. The lighthouse sits on a small island off the north coast, just beyond the jagged rocks where the sea drops into a narrow cove. The key to get past the rusted gate is a loose stone under the flagstaff—turn it and the door will give. The floor is full of old nautical charts and a rusted compass that points west‑south. That’s where the next clue should be. Good luck.

I'll pack the sketchbook and a flashlight. The tide’s coming fast, so we’ll have to move quickly. Just stay close and watch for the flagstone; it’s the only way to get inside. The lighthouse looks like it’s been empty forever, but I’ve felt the energy in the old beams—something’s waiting. We'll find out what. Let's move.

Good. Bring the flashlight to the sea, the map in my pocket. The flagstone’s loose—just touch it, turn it, and the door will creak open. We'll stick together, watch the waves, and find what the lighthouse hides. Let's go.