All of them were coated with a dried white substance. Almost like they had been dipped in milk, and then frozen that way. It appeared to be old whatever it was. I remember doing my best to keep from touching them. Lets see, oh, fires.
Lets talk about unexplainable fires.
After my grandfather died, I got some of his belongings. One of these was a ring box. I held onto it because I got the ring that came from it, and it was a nice box. It was a simulated wood plastic ring box. It was sitting on my desk, next to some papers, and the desk calendar.