He looked around the room, and it was kept clean. Despite the door being opened very few times, the place was neat, as there was just a bed near the window and a table right next to it. A cupboard was at the corner of the room, and there was nothing much of value there.
He began to rummage through the two drawers that were to the right and left respectively, and that was when he noticed a latch in the left drawer. It was hidden well, and he used his trusty pocket knife to slide it in and lift the thin piece of wood that hid a diary.
He pulled it out and saw that it was dusty, and unused for a very long period of time. A doubt began to form in his head if the old man was indeed a part of Sin Claire, or if he was just a target for the said organization to eliminate. He had yet to understand the way this organization worked.
He opened it and began reading it, and the contents it were something that he had expected. The first page was an introduction to himself, and from the second page, everything turned dark and grim as he read on.
"To whoever may find this, I am Harold Robin. An old man who is well-versed in both Chemistry and Physics. You may be wondering what an old man like me has to hide, well, you will find it out as you read this."
"In my youth, I was very invested in my research. Research that I had conducted with an Astro Physicist, and another Chemist of mine. Both of them are geniuses in their fields, and we were thinking if it would be possible to pull in energy from space, into Earth."
"The reason for this would be that the natural resources of Earth were depleting, and this might lead to another war where countless civilians and innocents would be killed again. We did not want such a tragedy to happen again, and thought up this crazy idea."
"We worked on it, every day. Every little amount of time we could find, we worked on it. We first sent out small energy detectors into the orbit of space and used them to find any energy that might be renewable. Possibly recreated within the atmospheres of Earth."
"That was when we came across a star. We called it AK-100798. It had an immense amount of energy, one which is equal to the solar energy that is on Earth. But the problem was that this energy had to be taken in the form of rocks, instead of a beam or any other form."
"We built a device that could withstand the heat from that star and sent it to extract a small sample from the star. The mission was a success, and we had finally found a renewable energy source that would last us for the next seventy years."
"But something unexpected happened. The piece of rock, which we had brought back from the star, was stable for the first two days of us to conduct the study. The moment forty-eight hours had passed, the rock emitted a light that was too bright, and blasted into dust."
"We brought in a few more rocks and tested it out, and the same thing happened. That was when the Astro Physicist, John Wachowski, came up with an idea to build a container that would hold the rock in specific conditions so that it doesn't blast."
"We got to it, and built the device that would hold the rock in place, and it was a success. Using the power of Chemistry and Astro Physics, we built a device that would give the rock an atmosphere of floating in space. Allowing it to retain its energy."
"But the one who funded this project had other plans for this. While we were thinking of how to rid this world of another war, they were thinking of beginning one. The three of us came to a conclusion that we would destroy the documents and the project samples, and go into hiding."
"If one day, I end up getting murdered and someone finds this diary, I want them to know that for whatever we did, there is no way for us to set the balance back. But if they have found a way to build the device again, then it would be too late to stop them, as the only way is to let it blast, or send them back into outer space."
"The person who worked on this project was me, Harold Robin. The Astro Physicist, John Wachowski. And the Chemist, Henry Winchester. I don't remember the names they changed, but I remember all three of us deciding to live with our own names, but in hiding."
"And finally, the man who sponsored us, and funded this whole project. His name was Nguyen Rubel. We later found out that he was working for a syndicate that wanted this whole time bomb, that's what we decided to call it after."
"They are called, Sin Claire."
Jack's hands began to shake as he neared the ending, and he looked around before he hid the diary in his pocket. He had got three names, and two of them were dead. There was only one other person that would potentially lead him to his killer, Sin Claire.
He cleaned up the place and tidied everything, placed the papers in the drawers back inside, and looked towards the cupboard. He had a hunch that there might be something in it, and he opened it to examine it again.
That was when he saw a hidden compartment in the lower right corner and flipped it open. There was a bunch of papers that had calculations scribbled on them, which were related to the rock they had extracted, and the result of the said calculation was astonishing.
"Estimated Blast Radius of a 1-millimeter rock is 280.897 square kilometers."
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