They all stood around the coffin, staring at the blank face of the once beloved Professor Hershel Layton. Most actually missed his almost cold manner, but those who knew him before the death of Dr. Andrew Schrader, the death of his mother-in-law, the last straw, missed the happy man he once was. Slowly, people started to leave, one by one they left until the only ones left were the professor's wife, who had been deemed Meme Layton, though that wasn't anywhere near her real name, Alphendy Layton, his son, Lucas Layton, his grandson, Taylor Swift-Layton, Lucas' wife, Luke, Flora, Randall, Angela, Henry, and Emmy. After they too had left and got to the professor's home, his will was read. Near the end of it, it said:

"I would like my closest loved ones to see my workshop. In one of the five porcelain cats on the table by the door, the red one to be exact, there is a way to remove the head like the top of a vase, inside this cat there is a key, and that key is the one to the workshop."

Most didn't deem themselves that close to the professor, the ones who did didn't seem to pack up the heart to go to the workshop themselves. Except for Lucas and Taylor, who, after the will reading was done, went straight over to the door of the workshop and stared at it for a little bit.

"I don't know…" Lucas said after a little bit, "You don't know what?" Taylor asked him. "I don't know if this is entirely safe." "Why on earth wouldn't it be?" "Have you ever heard the stories of grandfather all those years ago? Something happened, I'm not sure what, but it was something! He's just… unpredictable, that's all. When he changed his mind about smiling, he might have changed his mind about keeping the workshop a safe place." "You're being ridiculous, Lucas! I'm sure it's perfectly safe!" "Ridiculous or not, I'm going to go ask Dad whether or not he thinks it's safe." He turned to Taylor and looked her dead in the eyes. "You can go in if you want, but just remember why I'm not."

Taylor nodded, and Lucas turned around and walked away. She waited for him to be out of sight, and then turned to the porcelain red cat in order to get the key. She tugged at it's head in an attempt to do so… nothing. She furrowed her brow, not realizing that the professor had set the display up like a puzzle he had come across many years before, where the object was to find which cat was named red out of five different colored ones. She simply tugged at each colored cat until one of them gave way.

She tipped the cat now without a head over to get the key out. After doing so, she grabbed the key in mention and tried to stick it into the door… nothing. She sighed and took another look at the shape of the key and the key hole. She smiled as she realized that the handle of the key was what had to be used, not the teeth. This was yet another reference to a puzzle encountered a while back. She stuck the handle of the key into the door and turned it. She heard a click from the door knob, she got the door unlocked! If only the professor had seen Taylor figure those puzzles out! She would have made him smile the way only something like that accomplishment of her's could! She slowly turned the knob, and finally saw the workshop that no one but the professor had seen in years…