Jason found a box.
Of course, what he was looking for wasn't the box, but the content within.
He didn't open it on the spot.
With a few agile movements, Jason once again flipped back into the gym through the window.
Not all of the gym's big lights were on, only the small lights at the corners were lit, but this did not affect Jason's vision.
He went straight to open the box.
Inside the box was an orange ceramic plate, about the size of a standard dinner plate, with "Last Chance Restaurant" printed on the edge in white, ordinary print. Apart from a small chip that had broken off on the edge of the word "Restaurant," there was nothing worth noting.
There were also no manufacturer's marks or production dates on the bottom of the plate.
However, the plate itself emitted enough fragrance.
For Jason, this was sufficient.
"Hey, Jason, have you already prepared the plate?"
