Trying to Find the Secret Area

When Stark woke up again, he was in his apartment.

The familiar smell of warm food and the soft light filtering through the windows welcomed him back to consciousness.

But before he could fully take in his surroundings, he felt something, or rather, someone, cling to him tightly.

"YOU'VE BEEN OUT FOR TWO WEEKS AGAIN!" Lana's voice rang in his ears as she practically tackled him into a hug.

Sora followed right behind, though not as bold as she just gently grabbed his arm, "It is nice to know you aren't… gone."

Stark blinked, trying to process the sudden rush of emotions, 'Oh yeah, I've been stuck in that void for a while, haven't I…'

"Two weeks, heh…"

Lana nodded, her expression a mix of relief and annoyance, "Yes! Two weeks, Stark! We've been taking turns watching over you every single day."