When Alan had returned to the mansion, he was surprised to see it empty. Everyone besides Emma and Maxwell was missing. Maxwell, sitting in the main lounge cutting an apple, informed him.
"They were all taking turns to get used to the effects of this world; it had been a while, and they got used to it. So they started exploring like you did."
Perplexed, Alan turned to Maxwell.
"What do you mean by 'a while'?"
Chuckling, Maxwell explained.
"Your note was vague, you know? We thought you'd take a couple of hours or a day at most. Turns out you were gone for an entire week."
"...!"
A look of alarm appeared on Alan's face as he questioned himself.
'It took that long?'
At most, it shouldn't have taken him a couple of hours! He should know; he was the one going church to church to look for messages. It didn't take that long in his mind...
"Aghh..."
