Realizing that this entire escapade was a big waste of time, you run away from the small purple creature, who barely gets a chance to squeak with dismay. Worried about getting home, you rush through the forest, not even sure you're heading the right way. You're just about to give up when you come upon the road. Thank heavens for that. You follow it for about half an hour before it hits you- this isn't the same road. Turning every which way, you realize that you're lost even more than you were at the stone building with the wrought iron gate. Cold and weary, you sit down to rest beside a large oak. You are so tired that you don't even hear the growl coming from behind you...
