Merrill merely smiled in response. It was a very ghost-like expression he closes his eyes.

”You have a deal Callie.”

Nothing more than that was said as he settled back, laying his head down. Soon the healer, Freya returned, as did Bruenor with the food and water that had been heated.....

***

The sun was setting over Edhel, bathing the village within its hues of orange and purple. It was a beautiful cacophony of colours that marked the end of the day. As most of the villagers were retiring to their homes for the night, Merrill was doing just the opposite. It was against the wishes of the healer Freya that he had struggled out of bed despite his injuries.

He couldn’t stay here, that he knew. And, if his suspicions were true, he wasn’t leaving the village alone that night.

Arriving at the designated meeting spot just at the edge of the village, Merrill was sitting when she arrived. His eyes were staring off into the distance, fixated. It was as if he was looking at something that only he could see....

His eyes still staring off into the distance as she arrived, that ghost-like smile crossed his face once more.

”Come with me,” he simply said as he stood and began to walk.

It was an hour they walked, Merrill limping the entirety of the journey. As they did so, the sun continued to fall as the onset of night came, walking through the forest that surrounded the village first of all, before reaching green fields on the other side. Eventually they arrived at the object that had caught Merrill’s interest on the way in. 

A large, metallic structure was "embedded" into the ground, its rear pointing upwards into the air. Walking over to it slowly, Merrill ran his hand over the painted white surface. It had been eaten away by rust, it's corroded surface rotted away, and various holes piercing it's metallic exoskeleton. It was not possible to see the interior of this object, suspended as it was high up into the air. Merrill circled the object slowly.

”What do you think it was? What it was used for? What stories could it tell us?” he asked, as much to himself as Callie. 

”A remnant of a time long past.....” had he known the word or had any concept of what it was, he would have known that this thing, once, long ago, had been an aeroplane.

Looking back to Callie, he smiled that strange, ghostlike smile once more. Soon, he would know if she was the one he had come here to find....