Strangely, a Golden Brown journal...

Moving some piles of paper to the side, you look behind it to find a small, leather-bound journal. It was peculiar since you had no recollection of buying it or being given it. Picking it up, you try to open it with a raised eyebrow.

You try for at least a minute but end up giving up. You knew it was a proper book and that you could open it, but it seemed to refuse actually opening for you.

Strange, you think, maybe it's Sara's.

Shrugging it off, you chuck it onto the desk and head to the office door, taking one last look at it. Whilst it was odd for it not to open, you don't pay any notice to it, thinking of it as a trick-diary from some prank website. Though if that's the case... why was it there?

You simply shrug, leaving the office and closing the door behind you as you finally go to bed.