Barret had fallen asleep on bus; staring off into the countryside had given him enough time to think and more so after a couple hours, he had drifted off into peaceful sleep. Though when Barret awoke, his neck was in a great deal of distress as he realized that he had slept in a very odd angle that had twisted or tweaked something. Still not used to bus, the odd smell that eluded identification once again was wafted to his nostrils, making him cringe in the slightest of manor. He leaned forward slightly and outstretched his arms in either direction to stretch as he let out a small of relief. Barret then retracted his arms and yawned, returning to his normal posture, which in this case was a slouching form of seat with his right arm crossed over the left, and resumed looking out the window.

The landscape confused him greatly because it was mostly desert speckled with a few dead shrubs with the hazy and shadowy outline of distant badlands or mountains. Though Barret had never been out of his hometown his entire life, he knew that the surrounding area was not this. He’d seen pictures and taken walks to near the edge of the city and it was all unpopulated forest; he himself though it impressive and actually nice that there was the much nature untouched by man. It took a little while to realize that he must’ve been asleep for much longer than he thought, having gone past the forest that encircled his hometown being the only reasonable explanation. Barret got to an angle so that when he leaned down and looked up, he could see the sky and it astonished him that it was nearly the exact same time he had left. After a second of thought, and leaning back up in his seat, he realized that he must’ve been asleep for an entire day. While he wanted to yell at himself for this, he knew he needed to focus on slightly more pressing matter like just how far had he gone and just where exactly was he.