Seraphina sighs, feeling exhausted after the meeting at the hall. She drops into the chair in her office, ready to melt into it. Her bones hurt, her brain is fried, and her face still twitches from the stress of that meeting at the hall. And then... the landline rings.

"For crying out loud, can't I get even a minute's rest?"

She grabs the receiver anyway. "Yes, Seraphina speaking."

"Miss Seraphina," Mr. David's voice says, sounding unusually frantic. "I have just been informed ...