Seth Cohen stood in the attic of his house, surrounded by old boxes and dusty memorabilia. He had been helping his parents clean out the space when he stumbled upon a small, rusted tin box tucked away in a corner. Curiosity piqued, he wiped off the dust and inspected it more closely.

"Hey, check this out!" he called out to you, who was rummaging through a box of old photos nearby.

You looked up, intrigued, and made your way over to him. "What is it?"

"I think it's a time capsule," Seth said, holding it up. "It’s got to be from when I was a kid. I totally forgot about this."