Once the chest was secured, an officer approached Walter and Marie. He spoke quietly, gratitude and gravity intertwining in his tone. “You did the right thing calling us. These devices from the 1930s or 40s are still viable. It’s remarkable they stayed stable this long without detonating. Lucky, you found it now!”
Another technician added that the metal had corroded dangerously. Any shift in pressure, moisture, or temperature could have set off a chain reaction. “Honestly,” he said, shaking his head, “it’s a miracle this yard hasn’t gone up in flames sometime in the last seventy years. Any idea how these weapons got here? WWII, I’m assuming.”