So on December 22nd, over a month later, when you're about to head home for the holidays, he finally grants you permission to open the time capsule.

You cut the rope.

You cut more rope.

Man... someone really didn't want anyone to get into this thing.

...

You finish cutting the rope.

You peel back the cardboard lid while your friend is sitting next to you, looking on as eagerly as you are opening the thing.

Newspaper, newspaper, and more newspap... huh? What's this?

Looks like some kind of inventory of some different types of insulators laying right on top. Pretty well drawn!

Purple!?!

[id=425249493;What's beneath] it?