"So what's in the journal?" Dante asked, sipping a mug of stale coffee. The bitter taste slowly flowed down his throat.

I flipped through the pages. "I honestly have no clue; there are many codes and weird notes." 

Blaze looked over my shoulder. "Okay, that doesn't make any sense," He said, scanning the pages. 

"I agree; why would someone hide it in a storage closet?" Ezra spoke up, sipping a bottle of water. 

"Honestly, who knows? Maybe someone was trying to hide something or cover something up?" I suggested, looking confused as I flicked through the pages. 

I then put it in my bag and sighed, making myself a cup of stale coffee. 

"Ugh, I just don't get it," Blaze said, leaning against the wall, scratching his beard. 

"Me either. I mean, what's so important about this journal?" I said, confused, whilst nursing my drink. 

"I don't know...this is fucking with my head," Ezra said, rubbing his eyes. 

"Agreed", Dante said, sighing softly, downing the rest of his coffee, grimacing at the taste. "ugh, this coffee sucks." he muttered, washing his mug before putting it away. 

"So what now?" Blaze asked, crossing his arms and his eyes scanning the room. 

I sipped my coffee, trying to think. "Maybe we should do more research because I'm betting this journal is super important." 

Ezra nodded. "Yeah, I agree, but we should do it outside of work so Luther doesn't get any ideas." 

We all nodded, trying to comprehend the journal and its strange secrets. 

"Guys, look, it's the first entry," I said as I quietly read it aloud. 

Entry 001 - The Truth about Nutrijoy - Date: 21/05/2155 

Nutrijoy isn't what it seems; the pills may seem reasonable, but in all honesty, that's bullshit; people are blind to the risks and only care about the results. Even Luther won't admit anything, along with his fucking assistant Dr Tempest, who, in all honestly, might be fucked up on fumes most days but other times he's well...meticulous sometimes.  

But hey, that's him; they even made the drug inside the pills dangerous. Novocaine is supposed to be harmless, but what did Luther do? He had it made into something dangerous. 

Luther even has secrets, but he keeps them well-guarded. 

But listen to whoever's reading this; keep it secret and safe. 

 DO NOT LET LUTHER FIND OUT ABOUT THIS JOURNAL. 

If he does, then the whole world will be screwed, so please keep this journal safe. 

I can't say much more. Otherwise, I'm fucked. 

Signed 

The Black Rabbit 🐇

"The Black Rabbit?" Dante said, scanning the journal.

"Who the hell is that?" Blaze asked, raising an eyebrow. 

"I have no clue, but I suggest we listen to them and not show anyone this journal. Let's keep it between us," Ezra said as I put the journal in my bag.

"Good Idea, Ezra", I said, my mind racing with questions. I couldn't think straight; this was too much. 

We all decided to act normal and continue our day as usual. 

No one suspected a thing. So that was good. 

We kept to ourselves and did our jobs. 

Now, this was going to be interesting.