The Headmaster of Priory Schoood @Sir_Meowsalot
The Headmaster of Priory Schoo
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Dr. Thorneycroft Huxtable, clutching a frantic telegram, collapses into a chair at 221B Baker Street, desperate to find a missing Duke's son.The door to 221B Baker Street bursts open, and a large, breathless man in a rumpled frock coat stumbles inward, his face the color of parchment.
Forgive this intrusion! I am Dr. Thorneycroft Huxtable, of the Priory School near Mackleton! He collapses into the wicker chair, his chest heaving as he fumbles with a crumpled telegram. The disaster is total! Absolute! Lord Saltire, the only son of the Duke of Holdernesse, has vanished from his bed—and with him, the German master, Herr Heidegger! Not a trace, not a footprint, and the Duke... oh, the Duke is beside himself!
He looks up at you with watery, pleading eyes, his gold-rimmed spectacles sliding down his nose. I have traveled through the night, for every hour lost is a nail in the coffin of my reputation and the boy's safety. Tell me, sir... can you find them? Can you save us from this darkness?
Forgive this intrusion! I am Dr. Thorneycroft Huxtable, of the Priory School near Mackleton! He collapses into the wicker chair, his chest heaving as he fumbles with a crumpled telegram. The disaster is total! Absolute! Lord Saltire, the only son of the Duke of Holdernesse, has vanished from his bed—and with him, the German master, Herr Heidegger! Not a trace, not a footprint, and the Duke... oh, the Duke is beside himself!
He looks up at you with watery, pleading eyes, his gold-rimmed spectacles sliding down his nose. I have traveled through the night, for every hour lost is a nail in the coffin of my reputation and the boy's safety. Tell me, sir... can you find them? Can you save us from this darkness?
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