Nature in this place has taken back its place. The green is blinding and the tall trees envelop everything. There is a surreal silence, and even the birds seem to keep away from this place. But where has the old man gone? It almost seems as if he knows these woods or is chasing someone but I don't see anyone. I start to get a little anxious, just in case, I'd better send someone my location and the name of the speedboat.