<div class="floatleft">(https://www.herr-der-ringe-film.de/v3/media/darsteller/denethor/john_noble01-cb168988.jpg) (http://orig01.deviantart.net/9e58/f/2011/230/e/e/walter_bishop_by_gredandfeorge-d47312s.jpg)(http://orig15.deviantart.net/8fd4/f/2010/315/0/d/0db93903f09b5daba4b83fd1bc2ad21f-d32m0n8.jpg)</div><br/><br/>After a rather long day on the UCF campus, followed by compiling case notes on some of his more recent sessions, the Doctor had finally managed to make his way to "Rowan Canes and Leaden Chains", a rather lovely club that catered to the fetish and kink minded in the area. It managed to have a more upscale look and feel than its rather public access would lead one to expect. This was in part to a trust established via general donation from some former members of the spring and autumn courts, and in part to a sort of "pay to play" policy, whereby certain access and services were available based on a membership tier system.<br/>It was early evening, yet, and thus quiet as employees and staff went about their business and prepared for the evening's patrons. On a stage, a small workshop was taking place and the Doctor craned to see and perhaps make out what it was. Some kind of rope work, perhaps shibari, but he never broke his casual pace as he made his way to a room that was set aside for other Lost to gather and be free of "outside company". No one looked twice at the man in the nice shirt and pants, with an old fashioned black doctor's satchel in one hand.<br/>Many of the walls in the club were of mirrored glass, and as he approached one such section, he pushed, the glass swiveling open, and made his way into a corridor. When he came out the other end, the decor had changed. Gone was the fetish and dungeon theme, and in its place a comfortable tavern like room with old wooden bar and tables. Once he could count on one or two Autumn or Spring types to be around, but it seemed most had left town after the "incident".  Curiously, he finds a lovely scripted envelope addressed to him and suddenly feels that it is now that his day has truly started.<br/>And this begins the tale of how he found himself sitting in a warehouse awaiting what might be a most titillating mystery.