Rumbo decided to lay there, realising he had run out of luck this time. There appeared to be no way out...

Just as he felt like dying...lying as the loner he was said to be...something appeared.....something that Rumbo had never expected......................lying right in front of his eyes........floating............his red bandana....not moving and not appearing to be truly there.........



Rumbo watched it with great anticipation...carefully examining it and wondering if would be able to touch it. He took out his right hand, still lying there and went to carefully grab it. As his hand approached the banadana glistened with bright colours, colours that Rumbo had never seen before. As his hand came closer the colours got brighter, almost hurting Rumbo's eyes. By the time he had a grasp on the bandana the whole 'room' had turned into whiteness, making Rumbo wonder where he really was. He wasn't in TIME, nor was he anywhere else.

By the time the whiteness had faded he found himself back at the mountain, on the edge where he had stood for many hours, looking into the far distance. He turned around and saw that Talec wasn't there, neither was his valuables, nor his old, trust worthy weapons.



Rumbo was alone again.....he didn't want that feeling....