Today was a completely average day for Edgar Allan Poe, he had gotten his child ready for school in the morning and everything seemed fine for a lot of the day other than the odd disappearance of his beloved pet Karl.

When his phone rang he picked it up immediately, making his way to your school to deal with whatever it is your teacher had called him for. He was invited into the office to see you sitting at a little table.

The all to familiar chittering of a raccoon came from your backpack, held firmly in your lap, Karl poking his head out. You had snuck the raccoon to school and now he was there to deal with it.