Lisa’s hands trembled as she sifted through the ancient texts in the folder. The weight of what Mia had uncovered pressed down on her like a physical force. The information before her was a tangled web of botanical knowledge, ancient rituals, and dark secrets. The *Sopor Veritas* was not just rare—it was an artifact of a bygone era, used in ceremonies that involved mind control, trances, and, in some cases, death.
The deeper Lisa delved into the folder, the more unsettling the details became. The plant’s extract, when used in small, controlled doses, could put someone into a deep, unbreakable sleep. But in larger quantities, it could do irreparable damage, inducing hallucinations, paranoia, and eventually, a permanent vegetative state.
But it was the antidote—or lack thereof—that truly t
