It took him a few minutes to realize, but there wasn't a living being in sight. Fresh fruits and vegetables were organized in the bins at an open air market, proving that it hadn't been empty for long.

The search began, with shadows occasionally dancing around corners, just out of his reach. Thinking that it was a game of hide and seek, Bennet ran and ran around the small space, looking for anyone. He then decided that he shouldn't stay for much longer, so he grabbed some food and water, placing the correct amount of coins on the market counter. Frustrated that he couldn't tie his bag shut correctly, Bennet found a stapler and stapled the bag with at least fifty staples. He was on his way once again.

Meanwhile, frightened, native borbs were hiding around corners. Babies were hidden in mother's arms and children were held close. "What kind of borb is that?! It's a monstrosity!" the mothers exclaimed with hushed voices once they were certain that Bennet was gone. As they started to creep out of hiding, the screeches of crying babies filled the village.

       "Hey! It left 6 gold coins! That's one coin too many for what he took!" the marketer announced, now back at his stand. "Yes but it is not enough for his price in damages!" someone growled while looking over at the sea of horrified borbs. No one had sympathy for poor Bennet.

At this point, he was already around a mile or two away from the village, so he heard none of the chaotic reactions. Happy that he now had food, Bennet skipped along the path, not noticing that he was heading into a deep, dense forest. The air was slowly getting colder due to the shrinking amount of sunlight that was able to peek through the canopy. Although it was getting darker, the positive borb didn't notice it at all. Unknowing to him, his bag was ripping from his steps causing holes to grow around the staples. Bennett's supplies began to pour out in a trail behind him, and soon his bag was empty.

Finally, he noticed the chill in the air and looked around at the frightening forest. As he did, he spun around, due to not having a neck. The exit could no longer be seen and he had no way to know where he came in from and where he was trying to go. This caused Bennet to remember a line from "The Cotton Eyed Joe", so he did the dance quickly (or at least tried to).

After falling on the moist earth at least once, he remembered the problem that he was trying to solve. Suddenly, a light bulb flicked on in his head. An old, homeless man taught him how to check which direction the wind was going using two sticks back when he lived in Kentucky. Remembering the steps, Bennet positioned a stick vertical and whacked it down with leg. After trying multiple times, he then balanced a stick on the bone end of his leg and placed it carefully on the small crook at the top of the other twig. The wind causing the light piece of tree to turn in the same direction as it. That piece of information meant nothing, but poor Bennet didn't know that. He walked in the direction of the stick.