“What in the...”� Paathke muttered. We were lingering deep in the protection of the trees, waiting for nightfall, and trying to figure out what to make of Gae Athlum. In the daylight, Paathke and Borri could now see what only I had at Gae Ark: there was no fires lit in the town, and even in late afternoon, there was no sign of movement in the streets or windows. It was another ghost town, and my uneasiness only grew.