Axton was now trekking through a forest, because a magical talking bear had told him to.
He had gotten advice from stranger sources.
"Let's see here…" He said to himself, checking his map. It was upside-down, but he didn't know this.
"If I just take a shortcut through the valley of certain demise, I can make it to the swamp of head-splosions before sundown! Then I can take shelter in a burst skull so I don't get eaten by blood unicorns!" He shouted happily, pumping his fist in the air.
He thought about the journey ahead of himself, and wept.
"I want to go home…"