rubs at his eyes as he closes the door behind him. He stumbles tiredly out of his shoes, throwing the suitcase carelessly aside and_

staying far away from media and the news. He didn't need the reminders of last summer right now.

lies staring at the Dane beside him, which he'd been doing since he woke up a while ago. He tried to figure out what it meant,_

sneezes, brushing the dust out of his hair. There sure are a lot of old things in his attic.

decides to go skiing before the snow's gone.

standing in a pedestrian street, tuning his fiddle.

groans as he wakes with a throbbing headache and a battered back. He grabs a pillow to hide his eyes from the sun shining through a window.

sitting in his living-room, quietly reading a book, while he waits for the Dane to show up. The stars are shining softly outside.

out skating on the ice, enjoying the peaceful surroundings.

sitting at home in the dark, bundled up in blankets, playing 'Amnesia: The Dark Descent', on his bed.