In which he joins the brotherhood.
The storm was raging outside like the rod in Christopher's pants, yet he stayed and opened the box. Within was a strange looking device which Christopher assumed was to be placed on an arm. So he took it out of the box and held it to examine it closer. "Oh there's a blade in here I better hold the candle, I could get cut." So doing the smart thing for once Christopher took the candle in his hand and with the other hand examined the hidden blade closer. He examined how it worked carefully. Slowly he placed it back into its box and closed the lid. He then made his way across the room to look at the maps up on the wall. They had strange markings and writing all over them. As he looked around the room he noticed a satchel that would come in handy when he looted this place.
As Christopher Robin looked around his grandfather's hidden lair his parents were at home sleeping with the lights on, because they had quite the fear of the dark. Unfortunately for them the electricity went out and in their panic and frantic scrambling for the emergency light drawer, for which there were no more emergency lights, nor were there any matches since Christopher had taken them, but as I was saying in their frantic scrambling about Christopher's father had tripped and fell down the stairs and died. His mother on the other hand made it down the stairs but as she rounded the table she caught her foot on the leg of a chair and fell with an, "OOF!" and wacked her head and died. This will be most tragic indeed.
Back to Christopher in the lair, he had taken the satchel and filled it with the maps on his grandfather's walls. He also found a hidden closet as he opened it a skeleton fell out, he didn't question it but within the closet besides the skeleton that was dressed in an odd fashion, though the skeleton was definitely male, there was a hooded outfit. He shoved aside the queer looking skeleton and tossed it on the floor. "That man died in the closet I assume." Christopher mumbled to himself as he took the hooded outfit out of its old resting place and dusted it off. It was pretty nice so Christopher knowing no boundaries put on the outfit then went over to the box and put on the hidden blade. On the lower half of the box which Christopher now noticed was a small drawer. He pulled it out revealing a journal, he put the journal in the satchel with the maps as well as the box it came in. He took hours to figure out how to properly equip his weapons on him so that they were concealed and would draw no suspicion. When he finally finished he sat at the table and pulled the journal out once more. He stayed up the rest of the night and read through the journal, he fell asleep as first light broke the stormy clouds to reveal dawn and the last word of the journal had been read.