Kaiba fluttered his eyes open. First, his eyes hazily tried to look at his watch. He concentrated on it for a few minutes, trying to read the time. 9:33. He moved his hand up closer to his face to double check. The seconds hand was not moving. Kaiba felt the rumble of a car's engine before he that he was no longer in the plane. How did he end up in a car? There was supposed to be a stop in London. How could he have not been aware of that stop? Who had carried him aboard the second flight.? Who took him off the second? Questions continued to flood his mind. He sat up, looked out the tinted window, countryside. Nothing but livestock, farms, rolling hills for miles. His eyes widened in sudden panic, but tried to keep his voice calm.

"Driver, I think you have gone too far. I was supposed to remain in Dublin in a hotel previously arranged for me. Turn around."

The driver said nothing.

"That is an order." Kaiba's voice deepened further.

Still nothing. Kaiba unbuckled himself and leaned forward to get a better look at him. The man was of average build for a white man. Much thicker than Kaiba himself, who was still skinny at a rail despite being 33. But this isn't what struck Kaiba. His eyes were without reflection. And would under no circumstances part with the dirt trail ahead.

"Go back." Kaiba tried to command once more.

"I apologize Mr. Kaiba. I am under strict orders to drive you to this destination. "

"Orders from who?" Kaiba thought this might be some ploy by Pegasus's lackeys. But that man was dead. Business rival? Seto was lost as to who could demand his unwilling detention.

"Mokuba."

"Mokuba knows I hate surprises." Kaiba growled.

"I'm sorry Mr. Kaiba but you will just have to get off at where I am taking you. You will have all you need there."

Kaiba stayed silent. He tried not to think about killing the driver, taking the car and turning around. The position of his body was awkward and uncomfortable the way his shoulder was pressed tightly against the door. He looked outside. Sheep. Odd looking woolly cows. "Mokuba would like this stuff," Kaiba said quietly to himself. Probably why he sent me here. This place does look right out of a storybook painting. Something felt so familiar and inviting about it. Maybe that is why he wasn't strangling the driver for not taking him back. To his left he noticed his briefcase. He figured the rest of his things were in the trunk. "Where are we going?" He waited a few moments fore a response. "The destination?" Kaiba tried not to sound desperate in the midst of his impatience.

"You will know."

Kaiba looked confused but sat back against the seat. Eyebrows furrowing and then relaxing. He didn't quite know how to respond. In his younger days he wouldn't have thought twice about strangling the man. There was something strangely calming and honest about his demeanor. Gentle. He reminded him of Isono. Where was Isono? Kaiba thought. He wondered if he should ask the driver. Why was he so unsure of himself? Kaiba resigned himself to look out the window at the various farm animals scattered across the open green fields.

Sheep, cow, cow, sheep, sheep, sheep, Kaiba repeated the names of animals he saw in his head. Every subsequent animal the car passed became less special and more annoying. He wished at that moment that he would be abducted by aliens. His imagination kicked into gear, imagining the emerald light coming to get him. And then he hated the color green and decided the light should be blue. Blue was a far superior color. He could already see why his brother had sent him all the way out here. Ireland was giving him some fantastic ideas. But his brain was already screaming to run back to the city to feel the comfort of some lung clogging smoggy air.

The fresh open fields turned to a lightly wooded area. The trees blurred as they passed. Kaiba shut his eyes for a moment and refocused directly ahead so he wouldn't get a headache. Darkness crept in around him as the trees grew more dense. "W-Where are we going?" Kaiba wasn't normally one to stutter. The car stopped suddenly, causing Kaiba to lurch forward against his seat belt. The driver stepped out of the vehicle in a stiff robotic manor. The driver then opened the door. "Mr. Kaiba," the man gestured. Though suspicious, Kaiba hesitantly grabbed his suitcase and excited the car. Kaiba looked into the driver's eyes. It wasn't what he remembered seeing when he was inside the car. They were pitch black and hallow and his smile like a crack in a driver said "Go straight." the driver pointed straight. "You will reach the cabin in about twenty minutes walking time. I can't take you any farther. Goodbye." Kaiba felt frozen and helpless as the man open the car door and promptly got into the car. The engine revved. Kaiba still couldn't move. He wanted to climb into the car. He needed to. How was he supposed to get back to Dublin? Home?

When the car finally took off, Kaiba was free from his paralysis and screamed "Get back here! You can't leave me!" He tried to chase after the car, but the car had vanished in a matter of moments in fog that seemed to roll in from of nowhere. Kaiba whipped out his cell phone. It was somehow set to the same time as his broken watch. He listened for a dial tone. There was none. No service registered. He slipped the cell back into his pocket. Anger boiled under his skin. Where was he to go? Straight as the man said to the cabin? He really had no other option. A head of him was a small trail. Not the kind that said many had walked before him, just a straight path though the trees.

A/N: Please review! I really want to know your thoughts. If you liked it, if you don't like it. Let me know. Working pretty hard on this story.