Despite your efforts, even as a group, you don’t manage to feel even the faintest presence of a slumbering rune. Your mind is silent, as if the Visitor was off elsewhere. In a way it eases you, for a moment things feel normal. There is no voice in your head, there is so uneasy sickness from tainted magic, there is no hum of a rune seeking rescue—it is just you and a seemingly average landscape.
It may not be a bad idea to enjoy this moment while it lasts, for who knows what kind of chaos you will face in the near future.