I walk into the shed, looking for... Something. I didn't know what I was actually looking for, until I found it. Checking shelves, boxes, I found a small black notebook. Well more like a small sketch book, 8 cm x 11 cm. It could fit into the pocket of my uniform. Along with it, I found a rather fancy looking mechanical pencil, not of the cheap plastic sort, but what appeared to be a custom made pencil, black and gold. I clicked it a few times, showing that it had graphite inside, and was functional. I glanced around a few times and tucked both items into my jacket, walking back out as though nothing had happened.