Rowan's POV
The surrounding area around the cabin was really quiet. Madison and I had gone into one of the bedrooms in the cabin. She was cold and needed a blanket to keep warm.
I was cold too but my worry made it possible to ignore it.
Being cautious as I should be, I kept looking round the room and even peeped out of the window to verify the safety of the room and cabin again. I just shut the windows when Madison suddenly gasped and pulled out a blanket that was folded, from the bed. It was a tightly woven blanket, even though it looked faded, it was still vibrant enough to be recognized. She held it up, her eyes wide with recognition.
“This blanket looks familiar, Rowan, here, see. It looks just like my mothers." Madison said to me.
"This is my mother's," she whispered, her voice t
