Geoff finally arrived in town property, worn out and ready to get some sleep. In the morning, he'll figure out what to do next. He sat down at the edge of the woods and opened his backpack, pulling out a snack food box which was folded and crushed down to fit inside.
"Running low," he muttered to himself.
He unfolded the box and stuck a hand inside. He frowned.
"Running out..."
He pulled out the single chocolate-peanut butter bar from the box and looked at it thoughtfully.
Maybe I should save it until I find more food...
