"She doesn't know," Cypher said. "Last time she saw him he told her he had something he had to do and he'd be back in a few weeks. That was fourteen years ago." She reappeeared, two objects in her hands. One was a necklace with the same logo as the ring and the other was a photo frame of a mask hanging on a wall. "Myra, it could be a coincidence..."<br/><br/>"No," Myra said, tears in her eyes. "That ring is worthless to anyone outside of my family and only two other people than me knew why that mask matters and the other one is long dead."<br/><br/>"He's the only family you have isn't he?" Cypher said, the realization dawning on him. "Jacob..."<br/><br/>"Died of cancer two years after our run-in with Scythe. If he's alive somewhere he's all the family I have left."<br/><br/>"No," Cypher said, putting a hand on Myra's shoulder. "You've got us. If he is alive we can find him, even if we can't use Myst the odds that no-one in the Hero Underground has come across someone that distinctive looking are very long."