An unmarked package arrives on Hakuba’s doorstep. A letter is attached. “Mr. Hakuba,” it reads. “While excavating some ruins in Wales, we have uncovered a strange item. With your permission, we would appreciate it if you could examine it and send us back the results. Signed,” and here the signature was blurred, the ink having rubbed off during transit and poor handling. Inside was a strange item, looking somewhat like an emu or dinosaur egg.

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“Well, that’s… somewhat unusual. And you’re not sure who sent it, Baaya?”

“No, sir… it was on the doorstep this afternoon. Apparently, there was no signature required.”

“The return information is missing, too… That’s troubling. I wasn’t expecting anything.”

“It’s a good thing that you’re a detective, or that might be a problem.”

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“Thank you, Baaya.”

Hakuba brought the box to his bedroom and opened it at his desk. “An egg? How peculiar.” 

He removed it from the box and handled it gently, inspecting it from top to bottom with interest. “Very curious…” It didn’t appear to be a real egg, at least not any that he was familiar with, so he set it upon his desk to act as a rather large paperweight. 

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He’d need to get a stand for it to prevent it from rolling off.