McNessiumme

Mrs Fergeson flies northwards to a small, remote bay in British Columbia and lands on the shore. While you stand there shivering, you notice what looks like a cross between a crocodile, a dragon and a seahorse emerging from the water.

It is blue, with a white chest, large clawed flippers and an Unquhart tartan scarf! "Aunt Fergie! I haven't seen you in ages!" it says in a smooth Scottish accent. "I'm sorry to break up your holiday, McNessiumme, but I need you to go on a wee underwater spying case for the father of one of my human pupils! He might be having proplems with Dr Hex!"

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