It was frightening, not knowing what anyone was talking about. Hearing strange names wasn't exactly new to him, but there were always the common threads. Valdemar. Rethwellan. Karse. Hardorn. There wasn't any room for "New York" and "America." He wasn't even certain if he or she was the one going insane.
"I...yes. I think someone is supposed to be coming."
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"I...yes. I think someone is supposed to be coming."