The dean was scary, thick and pale. Her voice carried booming and high when she screamed.

She told me I have a choice to make.
Either be handed a draconian sentence of expulsion for bad grades, or agree to her terms of "special necessity".
It appears her daughter ran away from home, and instead of getting the police, she wants me to go and find her to avoid scandal. First I must enter the fraternity in the east side of campus.

She then handed me something that would allow me to mingle with one of those horrible misfits:
a bong.

Author's note:

This would be part of a short series of 100-word stories from the POV of characters that would tell a modern retelling of Mozart's "The Magic Flute" set in an American College.