Something caught my attention. A new business card, on crisp cream paper. The edges were not dented or grimy from sitting untouched in my wallet. I pulled it out and read it.

Professor S. Daye

Mycologist

Senior Lecturer of Fae Glamour and Biosciences at

The University of Remy

[email protected]

I read it again. And again. Professor S. Daye. Mycologist and fae-glamour expert. I’d never heard of him. Her? Them?

I looked around the room to the... house? “Okay, might as well start with this person, huh?”

Emails

From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Sat, April 11th, 1:06 p.m.

Dear Prof. Daye,

I hope this email finds you well. My name is Claude Stinkhorn, and I find myself in a bit of a predicament for which I’m hopeful you will be able to help. It is very difficult to explain the situation in email, and I do not think you would believe me if I did, so perhaps it is better to do this in person?

I have taken temporary residence in a property in the Agaricus region of the Kingdom of the Fae.

If you are in agreement, I would like for you to visit me at the property. I will, of course, financially compensate you for your troubles and pay for your travel.

Yours in good faith,

C. Stinkhorn

~

From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Sat, April 11th, 5:34 p.m.

Hi Claude,

I’m very surprised to hear from you in this way, but I’m also delighted you contacted me. If this is about the little mushroom issue, I take full responsibility and I can explain everything. Please, send me the address, and I will pay you a visit.

Yours sincerely and apologetically,

S

~

From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Sat, April 11th, 5:45 p.m.