I opened my eyes and the smell of food hit me. It smelt good. In fact, and no offence was meant to Chef, it smelt the best food that I had smelt for a lnog time! I wondered who was cookin it?

Looking around it took me a few moments to realsie that this was not my quarters on the Kingston. It took me a few more moments to recognise where I was. this was my room at Ye Olde Lamp and Fox in Port Town. But how could I be here? It is impossible!

I climbed out from the bed and looked in the cupboard. It was empty. I looked under the bed and found my trusty blunderbuss. I picked it up and patted it in my hand. I was going to find out how I had got back here and so fast. I was also gonig to find out where the Kingston was and the rest of the crew.

I had a terrible feeling in my stomach... and I felt there was more to this feeling then finding myself back in Port Town. I had a feeling that something bad was going to happen.

I spun around quickly as I heard footsteps and the door handle beginning to turn...

"Adrian! Good morning to you sir!" my jolly voice bellowed out through the room, glancing at his blunderbuss I looked at him "There's no need for that in 'Ye Olde Lamb and Fox', put it away, you know it unsettles my nerves. I can't stand those things!"

I placed a tray down on the table, the smell of my good rose. I made myself busy, setting up the Captains morning meal. He was quite popular in the port town, everyone knew he was setting sail aboard the Kingston. I had know him for a while now, I felt we had a friendship between us, he often stayed here and was polite and always treated my staff nice. Including my daughter Sophie who helped run the bar.

"Tuck in lad, before it gets cold," the tasty looking food steamed "Whats the hurry?" my round face asked

I looked at Mr Figgs. It looked like the old landlord... same round face... jolly smile... yet how could it be him? The food on his tray though did seem very real... and i was very hungry.

I took a taste. It tasted good. I began to eat it quickly.

"Mr Figgs," I said between mouthfulls, "enough of the games. what is gonig on here? what am I donig back here?"

I began to get angry and pushed the tray away.

"Where is my ship?" I demanded...

"Games?" I said worried, "Your ship is at the port, Adrian."

Adrian looked desparate and I began to feel threatened by him, he had never made me feel this way before

"I'm an honest, hard-working innkeeper. Your business with the Kinston is nothing to do with me. Look, I felt like we were friends and now all this? Whats brought this attitude on?" I cried, "I can take you to your ship, but I will be afriad if you return with this anger," I stuttered "you may not be welcome in the Olde Lamb and Fox."

I started to clear the tray away, trying not to look into his eyes. I hoped our solid friendship was not disturbed by my honesty

"I'm sorry Roland," I siad apologetically, "I don't mean to get angry with you... its just.. I have no memory of how I got here."

Even as I spoke, doubts still ran through my mind. Was I really even here? Was the man standing before me really Roland Figgs?
He did look like the landlord of the tavern. He had the same pot belly, large nose, rosey rad cheeks and the same lack of hair on his head. But this could all be fake.

I couldn't help feeling that this could have something to do with Lunea. I knew that after stopping the Vampire Witch Queen that would be returned there. So why instead was I here?
This could be some sort of tes tset up by the gods. ell I could play tests too.
I would test Roland to see if it was really him or not.

"How is your daughter?" I asked him, "How has Sally been coping after the 'Dan Stubbs' incident?"

"It's Sophie" I said, "my daugthers called Sophie." I was troubled with Adrians strange memory loss, and he seemed to be firing questions and looked terribly confused.

We was silent, and after a few uncomfortable moments I spoke. "Whats wrong Adrian? You don't seemed yourself." my round face pondered.

"I have no idea how I got here Roland," I admitted, "I have some questions... how long have I been here? Have you seen any of the rest of my crew?"

I sat down and ate some more of Rolands food. If this wasn't really the barkeep then it was a brilliant double. Everything was the same, right down to his wisps of hair on top of his bald head.

"Why yes Adrian, Olivia is in room one and Boulder and Phoenix are in room two." I pointed around "In fact, I havent served them breakfast yet, Sophie might have done it though." I said thinking aloud.

I picked up Adrians dirty pots with my fat fingers "How about you go see them, it might refresh your memory. It will probally make you feel better too, I'll come with you if you like?"

(continued from room 2)

boulder and I opened the door and fonud Captain Warner talking with the landlord of this inn.

"Captain!" I said with great releif at finding someone else, "what the hell is going on here?"

(Cont from Room 1)

I pushed open the door to room 3 and found the captian, Phoenix and Boulder along with Sophies father Roland Figgs, the owner of the inn.

"Am I glad that you are all here!" I said with joy.

Boulder gave me a huge hug and I was almost lost in his large arms.

"now... someone want to explain whats happening?" I asked...