Eric was quiet for the next leg of the trip. He sat at the front of the cart, mumbling to himself. Jen seemed a little remorseful, which made sense. Chris felt uncomfortable in the whole situation, so he stayed quiet. He decided he'd just sit and let the sun beat on his back. He was somewhat bored, but decided that was better than being chased again.

Finally, they came to a crossroad. Three signs were attached to a post. Pointing back the way the came was a sign labeled "Misthalin." To the right was "Faylor" and to the left was "Cortitia." At that, Chris spoke up. "Cortitia, that's the town I was heading for before... I got sidetracked..."
"So I guess we'll head left?" Jen asked.
"Alright," Eric said.

So they headed North up the road. Not long after being on the trail, Chris heard something. "Guys, did you hear that?"
"What?" they asked.
Chris remained quiet for a moment, expecting to hear it again. "I don't know..." Chris looked around, trying to figure out where he heard it come from.

Outside Misthalin

About an hour passed. Chris sat in the cart. Jen was leaning against the tree. The fire had died out, leaving it charred. There had been an uncomfortable silence, other than Eric pacing about, mumbling to himself. He abruptly stopped and looked up.
"Okay," Eric said, quietly. "Someone tell me where we're going."
Chris looked up. He thought back to yesterday, what he was doing. He remembered the bridge, being chased by bandits, and... "Milo..."
"What?" Eric asked.
"Nothing... let's just keep following the road. It still hasn't split."
"Alright then. Let's go."

Outside Misthalin: An Explanantion

"Alright, I guess it must've been about 15 years ago. Not because I didn't keep tarack of time, but because... it was... it was like I was in a coma. I was just eleven years old. I remember seeing a big wave, and then... then nothing. I just woke up like this. And I could, well..." She gestured toward the tree. "All of the sudden, I just knew... I don't... it..." She let out a long sigh. Jen extended her hand. She contorted it some, and a flame began to dance in her palm. Chris just stared in awe.
"Great." Eric threw his arms up in the air, almost in anger. "Forget the theories and explanations. No need to think about why we're here anymore." He got louder. "We'll just say a wizard did it and go on with our lives!"
Eric walked a few yards away and took a deep breath. Chris looked back at Jen who just gave a sheepish grin.