Reynir might be more used to these levels of dust if he had been part of the retrieval team, but even the one time he and Tuuri had slipped away to do their own sleuthing and discovered all of those old files, they had both been wearing their masks for obvious reason.

This means that with each new book tossed onto the ground in the search, Reynir lets out a soft, almost startled sneeze, though he hardly lets that slow him down either. As he searches, Herra Gunnar threading perilously between his feet like only a cat will, he thinks over the little bit he knows about their situation, tries to figure out what his dream is trying to tell him as a result.

It's a shame those dreams aren't just a little bit more clear, honestly.

"If we get out of the cabin, what happens? You say we wake up here all over again, but what's the trigger for that?"