His short coughs that came straight from his mouth were unstable. At first, it was hard to catch his breath, after all, this is not the first time that the mysterious forests of the Unknown have decided to use their fog to move him to another place. He could tell that it had happened a lot to him.

Surrounded by darkness, at one point wrapped in the milky vapor that obscured his view of everything around him, he felt a characteristic feeling as if he had moved to another place as well. He wasn't scared at all, he knew that sooner or later there would come a moment when the forest would need him elsewhere.

But when he opened his eyes, however, after allegedly getting to another location, he immediately felt his lungs begin to run out of air. Before he could take a look at his surroundings, in one moment he grabbed his shirt, where his heart was, and, supporting himself against the wall, fell into a series of coughs.

The second red light in his thoughts enlighten only after some time, when, stretching his hand towards the lantern, which had always been by his side, suddenly disappeared. At first, he didn't want to believe what he had just seen, because it was in no way possible that he had lost it somewhere. But still.

Panic in him only increased after a while, when looking around the dark alley he was in (As he managed to find out now!), he realized that he was not in any environment he had known so far. True, he expected to be moved elsewhere, but so far none of the new places had been... As human as that.

Swallowing, trying to tell himself that ,There is no way he could just leave his lamp in some random place, it must be somewhere...!" so that after a short while, his eyes could land on a... A unique sight.

He didn't care that what he first saw were other people. After all, more than once or twice, he had the opportunity to appear in some part of the Unknown to meet, for example, new faces who weren't necessarily humans

But the only thing that definitely did not suit him in this new environment was the fact that... That everything was too much cherish.

He has never had such an opportunity, where in any place in the aforementioned mysterious lands, he could come across such a very positive and full of bright colors world. His eyes, previously accustomed to the dark, had for a long time now had an opportunity to meet something new, more radiant. But he couldn't say that he was enjoying it specifically.

He knew something was wrong. He didn't want to believe that everything was okay around him, but the more he looked at his surroundings, the more he came to the conclusion... That he had ended up in a normal, human world.

But it was not possible! He assured himself, feeling the increasing shivering down his spine with each passing second. His eyes narrowed, and he, taking a step back, didn't even realize how much he had come out from the dark alley that he was in just mere seconds ago.

"Watch out kid! Brats your age should be in school in these hours!" Some man's voice echoed in his ears, so that after a panicked and instinctive nod of his head, he could watch said man walk away.

Wait... Did he just ...? It was not possible for any creature from the depths of the Unknown to let him go so easily. He didn't believe that the man, who had a face like a lizard of some kind, would have left him without trying to do something to him.

"What is going on here?" He asked himself, at the same time feeling an unpleasant wave of shivers that run down his back after hearing his own voice.

He was terrified. He just wanted to get away from here. Countless years spent alone, were often just one step away was taking you apart from madness, had weaned him from the usual city crowds.

Is it possible that it could also be called a city crowd? Only now, looking at the buildings around him, he noticed that these were adorned with enormous... Screens, as he suspected, with all sorts of colored characters on them.

What, however, in all its glory reassured him that he was nowhere in the area of the place he remembered so far, was that the longer he looked around, he noticed a small detail. The language of this city was none of the language he recognized from the Unknown.

There were many different creatures in these lands that used more or less complicated varieties of different languages. However, the deeper into the forest, the more unseen and unusual creatures appeared before his eyes, and therefore they often had their own culture.

Wirt didn't know how, but after a while he was able to understand by himself what was being passed from the mouths of these various creatures. What was the merit of this? He had no idea. But it wasn't like he even tried to discover this mystery. He simply accepted it as one of the many secrets that the land and himself had kept by binding himself with it.

But now, when he was exposed to the new s he supposed world, which, after making sure that it was not one of his sick dreams, he felt that he would very much like to know the secret of some of his abilities.

But the most important thing at the moment was the lamp. It couldn't just disappear without any trace, it was simply impossible!

Did it stayed in the Unknown? He hoped that if he was already checking for worst-case scenarios, this option was the real one.

He couldn't bear with the thought that his soul was so far away from his body. He had never found himself in such a situation before! What was he supposed to do, start searching for it? But where even he should start?!

He didn't even notice the moment someone approached him. He was too much preoccupied with the unsettling feeling of cold over his body. He needed warmth, he had to make sure the lantern was close to him.

He had to find it, he had to find it, he had to find it, he had to find it, he had to find it, he had to find it, he had to find it, he had to find it, hehadtofindit, hehadtofindit, hehadtofindit, hehadtofindit, hehadtofindit, hehadtofindithehadtofindithehadtofindit- HE HAD TO FIND IT.

"Kid!" He raised his head.

The blond stain in front of him tried to tell him something, to convey him something, even only with its gestures, but he was unable to read any of them.

Squeezing his already iron grip on his shoulders, as if he was trying to hug himself, giving himself some encouragement in this whole situation. Why was he here? What was the purpose of his sudden presence in the real world? (If it was even the real world at all, Wirt really didn't know anymore.)

He felt the branches on his head get more ruffled, growing in size, indicating his state of stress he was currently in. He couldn't breathe, but he tried, but it wasn't even given to him to do so.

Wherewashe, wherewashislamp, wherewashe, wherewashislamp, wherewashe, wherewashislamp, wherewashe, wherewashislamp, wherewashe, WHEREWASTHELAMP-

How was that possible?