Hiccup groaned at the throbbing in his left temple. He expected to still be lying in the snow, but the air around him wasn't consumed by frigid wind anymore. Rather, the space around him was warm and inviting. He pried his eyes open, blinking the sleep from his eyes as he looked around. He was lying on a couch in a living room he didn't recognize. Where the hell was he?
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