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Walter placed his hat back on his sweat covered head, "Well we are only about 10 miles from the town of Vestig, if memory serves me right. There we can rest and clean up a bit." Casting his glance toward the floor of the VW jeep Walter spotted the papyrus laying where the junior officer in the passengers seat had dropped it after Niclas came crashing down upon him. "Here is the papyrus!" Walter exclaimed, then looking to the back of the jeep he spotted Abagail's book. "Well seems like things are looking up." Walter said cheerfully. The two unlikely heroes rode off into the setting sun. An hour later they would arrive in the small town of Vestig Austria, which was situated a mere mile from the German boarder, the town though seemingly unimpressive in stature did have one astounding feature, for it was one of the grandest depositories of scholarly research and education in all of central Europe. Walter and Abagail stroll nonchalantly down the quite streets of Vestig, pausing at the first Inn that they came across, the both entered. Walter's request of adjoining rooms was met with warm reactions from the old man at the front desk, the bell boy escorted Walter and Abagail up to their rooms for some need sleep. "Tomorrow we will head to the Vestig academy, there is much we need to study, and much I need to tell you. Maybe we should secure the papyrus in the hotel vault" speaking rhetorically before bidding Abagail good night, "Ill see you in the morning. We are safe here I think, at least for now. Here in the country we are far from the war."