Log 4 — [Redacted]

Sounds of echoing footsteps could be heard as Jasmine wandered though what seemed to be a hall. She was mumbling to herself..

" Mm.. Is this thing on ..-? Oh!

This place has been here for a while, that's for sure. It's old and grimy.. And wet, but also dusty-?

I'm finding old logs down here, possibly from the previous scientists.. But like the data up in the main lab, these are encrypted.. "

The feline cleared her throat, as a footstep sounded as if she stepped into a puddle. An irritated sigh came from her, followed by a few squeaks.

" ... I can't shake off the feeling that I'm being watched. But I need to move forward; there are a lot of manuals here, and I want to look for a bit more.. Hopefully they'll help me.. "

Jasmine was sniffing.

" . . .

It smells like flour ..

And sickly sweet. "

CRACK—!

"Ah-!!

Who's there??. "

. . . Static.