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."

someone would be distraught over the loss of

she

a typical person

the bedside, aware that any slight movement sent

"Got a phone?"

needed to contact Dylan, or get in touch with

"No."

one could still find a phone. After all, it wasn't like Forbidden Island,

from the world.

they must trade, and where there's trade, there's

for support. Hearing the voices outside, he decided to

people outside have

ran through scenarios in her mind, but seeing lan nearing the door, she

struck him on

awake, passed

the

shut door, never expecting to see Queena strike someone with a

running towards the main hall to share the

Queena burst out

from fear. After all, the village was full

blow like that could

she could turn the

ground, trembling uncontrollably

into Phoebe's head. The woman didn't even have a chance to cry out before

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