You peel off the wrapping to reveal an old wooden box with another note attached to it. "Son, this was your grandfather's in his will he said that we should give them to you on your sixteenth birthday. And that you had to say: "THIS IS MINE.", Love Mom."
"This is mine?" you said confused, and at the moment you do something seems to rattle within the box. You wonder if you just imagine it. Either way, you put the box in the dinning table, you open it. And inside you find a collection of figurines.
"Dolls?" you asked to nobody, you take one. They are about 5 inch tall each, they are very well detailed possible made of a clay material, but sturdier like you'll need to try to break one of them, and they all appeared to be completely anatomically correct. "Grandpa send me men figurines for my 16th? Uh... I knew he was always eccentric but... wait... maybe they are valuable. Yes, that's it!" you figured out your grandpa wasn't as foolish as he looked and disguised a small fortune for his favorite grandson, you quickly go to your room and to try to google the value of your newfound treasure leaving the box behind.
You focus on that without realizing the box beginning to rattle once more.