Rowan shuddered, looking directly at Sky. "Err... what -is- this? What happened?" He tried to keep it cool, but his tone of voice was still frantic and anxiety-laced. He held up his right hand, contained in a wooden box. "And... this?" He sighed, then looking around. "Eh...eh....err..." His eyes flickered around as he tried to make sense of what was all going on, and yet it was a battle he was losing. He shuddered again, the hand's case all falling apart into little wooden cubes at his feet. "This can't be real..."