He would reach out to a single framed picture of a one armed man, his wife and their daughter. Smiling he would attempt to take it off the wall, only for a corner of the room to sink in ever slightly. A click was heard, and Oji had the widest grin on his face.
"The Uchiha Clan was murdered by their own kind." he would begin to say, "This was their home. Not a single member is known to survive to this day." he would walk over to the corner of the room, only to feel the ground and pull up on what seemed like a latch. The floor would open upwards to reveal a stair case.
"You first." he would say, letting the girl go before him. He would go shortly after, closing the hatch behind them. The inside was lit by some lights and crystals. Inside was a single room, with a tablet, shrine, and few mats and pillows.
"You probably didn't ever hear the tale from your time." he would say, "Nor the great virus, the ghost of Naruto, and the many face stealers who took the bodies of our leaders." he would speak coldly.
He would go into the room, only to take a pillow atop a mat. There he would take the tablet in his hands and sit. "I bet you didn't even know your mom has been dead for years/"