A Wall In The Way I

Dark clouds on the horizon, you check your mailbox and find a letter.

I hope this letter finds you well. It burdens my heart to write you this, but I think our dear friend Thomas is not well. He has seemed distant of late, and complained of various ailments that my books cannot identify. Would you be so kind as to join me for dinner tomorrow night with our esteemed friend? Since you’ll be in the area, could you help me restock my stores as well?

A list of ingredients and fish follow.