For the rest of her shift Nat couldn’t stop thinking about that card. She knew it was nonsense and she should just throw it away, but she couldn’t. Something at the back of her mind kept telling her she should contact the doctor, like a little devil sitting on her shoulder and getting louder and louder as she got closer to going home.

At the end of her shift, Nat tucked the card into her bag and headed home. She tried not to think of it as she travelled on the bus that night, but even the latest novel she’d been trying to read was failing to distract her.

When she walked through the door, Nat took the card out of her bag and flipped in over in her fingers a few times. She didn’t know what she was expecting but something inside her told her she didn’t need to know.

Nat picked up the phone and dialled the number from the back of Dr James’ card. The call was answered quickly, and the doctor greeted Nat with “I knew I’d hear from you,” before Nat had even said a word.

“You did? How do you even know who this is?” Nat replied confused but the doctors greeting.

“I’ve been waiting for you to call, to help you get your true desires,” before Nat could respond the doctor continued, “meet me at my lab tomorrow night at 7 and I’ll make all your dreams come true.”

The doctor hung up before Nat could say anything else. He didn’t even say where his lab was. Nat looked down at the card and there in front of her was an address. She was sure it wasn’t there before, but there was no denying the words were right there in front of her.

69 Laburnum Avenue, London

Nat’s rational side knew she couldn’t go, she shouldn’t go, but Nat knew she had to go and see the scientist of desires.