lan was battered and bruised, yet his mind was fixated on Maja.

Pregnant Maja, waiting back at the motel, but this house's layout was nothing like the bungalows in Cania.

Had he returned to his homeland?

Struggling to his feet, he managed to take a good look around the room.

Sitems were unmistakably from Windhelm, confirming he was indeed in Windhelm.

Queena's eyes had darkened, and the wail of bagpipes filtered through from outside.

lan was now certain he was in Windhelm.

"You broughtback to Windhelm?"

The research facility's earthquake. What kind of person could have brought him back home? This woman was no simple matter.

A sense of wariness grew within him, though he kept his expression neutral.

"Yeah, this is my hometown, a small fishing village."

lan nodded, then asked, "What's going on outside?"

"Dad fell off the roof and passed away. The neighbors are helping prepare the wake. Did we disturb you?"

"No, it's fine."

distraught over the loss

she had

person

any slight movement sent pain

"Got a phone?"

contact Dylan, or get

"No."

if Windhelm was a backwater village, one could still find a phone. After all, it wasn't like Forbidden Island, cut

from the world.

survive, they must trade, and where there's trade, there's bound to be

mustered his strength, leaning on the wall for support. Hearing the voices outside, he decided to venture

any of the people outside have a

quickly ran through scenarios in her mind, but seeing lan

him on

awake, passed out

from outside the window, was

to this continuously shut door, never expecting to see Queena strike

running towards the main hall to

Queena burst out the door,

from fear. After all, the village was full

like that could be

she could turn the

ground, trembling uncontrollably upon realizing who stood

a needle fiercely into Phoebe's head. The woman didn't even have a chance

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