after some dusty searching, we found a key and followed the letter’s directions to a locked basement.But instead of treasure, we discovered another note tacked to a wall. This one read: “Looking for easy money?
Hahaha. The only thing true in my letter was that my friends called me THE JOKER! Hahaha.” Stunned, we realized we’d been played. On our way out, a neighbor chuckled and told us about Harold—“The Joker”—a prankster who once lived there and was known for planting fake treasure hunts to amuse himself. We didn’t find gold, but we did walk away with a good laugh—and a story we’ll never forget.