Sigurd instantly grabbed Mikkel and pulled him in for a tight hug. He was safe, wasn't he? Fredrik was here and Aarne along with others from the bands and some strangers too. An older man and young blond boy.

"Are you alright? I got phone messages from someone and photos of you on the pole. Fuck, I was worried, Mikkel."

The worry shown all over the older man's face but rapidly disappearing knowing brat was with friends. He still wanted to know who sent the photos though.