Jack was lying on his couch, lost in thought. He couldn't stop thinking about the map his wife left him... The map she'd left him to find after she passed. It's been close to two years since that dreadful day, and not a second goes by that he doesn't miss her. Maybe he's waited this long because the thought of having the key (and whatever else might be hidden) would be too much a reminder of what he'd lost. "No, Jack. You have to find it!" Find it for Abby. It's what she would have wanted...