 Isn't it yours? Mine? I don't recognize it at all. I am sure it was never mine. That's very puzzling. Not in the least explanation simple. Icelanders like these old Russian weapons. Obviously this knife belongs to Hans. He must have dropped it without knowing. No, uncle. This doesn't belong to Hans. I know him and his habits too well. Could it be the weapon of some ancient warrior? Or of some living creature? Like that gigantic shepherd with his mastodons?