Chapter 3:
At a small orphanage in Copenhagen there was a small boy being pulled out by a tall man.

"I got you a job at the fish market! Keep on going straight until you reach the fork in the road!" He said "Go left-" and got interrupted the boy "Bye! Bye everybody!"

"Are you listing?" the man said

"I'm listing Comrade Braginski." The boy said

"Peter! You've been a thorn in my side ever since you were brought here! Acting all high and mighty but not like the nameless no account you are!" Braginski said

"Bye everybody I'll miss you!" Peter yelled

"I've fed you, I've clothed you, I've-"
"Kept a roof over my head." Peter interrupted

"Ugh!" Braginski yelled "How is it you don't have a clue of who you were before you came to us, but you can remember all that?"

"But I do have a clue."

"Ugh! I know! Together in Sweden! So you want to go to Sweden to find your family uh!" Braginski said

Peter just nodded and he pulled him harder.

"Little Mister Peter, it's time you take your place in life. In life and in line. And be grateful too!" and pushed him out of the gate.

"Together in Sweden!" He mocked

Peter walked until he got to the fork and he saw a sign that said "Copenhagen." "Ha be grateful Peter. I am grateful! Grateful to get away!" Peter yelled to no one "Who ever gave me this necklace must have loved me."

Peter sat down on a snow bank and yelled "Give me a sign! A hint! Anything!" A small white dog popped out and grabbed his scarf. "Hey! Hey! Give me that! Puppy! I don't have time to play! I'm waiting for a sign!"

The dog ran around his legs and the scarf wrapped around his ankles Peter fell forward and the dog started walking towards Copenhagen "Oh great a dog wants me to go to Copenhagen. Okay I can take a hint." Peter said and got his scarf.

Heart, don't fail me now.

Courage, don't desert me.

Don't turn back now that we're here.

People always say

Life is full of choices.

No one ever mentions fear.

Or how the world can seem so vast

On a journey

To the past.Somewhere down this road

I know someone's waiting.

Years of dreams just can't be wrong.

Arms will open wide.

I'll be safe and wanted.

Finally home where I belong.

Well starting now I'm learning fast

On this journey

To the past.

Home, love, family.

There was once a time I must've had them, too.

Home, love, family,

I will never be complete until I find you.

One step at a time.

One hope then another.

Who knows where this road may go?

Back to who I was.

On to find my future.

Things my heart still needs to know.

Yes! Let this be a sign.

Let this road be mine.

Let it lead me to my past.

And bring me home.

At last!

Peter got to Copenhagen and went straight to the train ticket booth. "One ticket to Stockholm please!" Peter declared "Exit visa?" The man asked "Exit visa?" Peter repeated "NO EXIT VISA NO TICKET!" The man yelled and Peter and the woman behind him gasped
"Go see Lilli Zwingli at the old capital building she can help." She told him "But you didn't hear it from me!"
"Lilli Zwingli." Peter repeated and walked off.