As I do some research in my master's library, I came across an old notebook. It caught my attention. Curiously I started to look at it. As I expected, it was a jornal, a very old one. But by the time I tought that it was belong to my master, (which is going to be interesting because I could get some secrets out of it that I could use to black mail the old fossil and defeat him at last) I started reading the first page and find out that it was not his but from a thief, an old friend of my master.
The date is written on the top right of the page, though the year is quite faded, the month and day is still clearly written. "December 31st..." it was written on new year's eve.
And so, as I sit in the corner of the big old dusty librabry, I started to read the worn out pages of the journal that was written by a thief on new year's eve long time ago.
*To be Continued*
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