Further injured and with a broken heart, the agent struggles through the dense forest - ever going up and up a steep climb - the only light coming from the distant moon. The weak light isn't enough to stop him from tripping over what seems to be a rock. Upon closer inspection he realizes this is no rock, but a badly burned body; it must have been thrown into the forest by the violent meth lab explosion. The body is unrecognizable, and covered in a burned lab assistant suit. The left corner of the shirt reads T.E.H.J.A.Y.B.O. Inc. Baffled, the agent recovers his strength and moves on.
After what seems to be hours of walking, the dense forest begins to thin, and the agent can see what seems to be a small town at the bottom of the hill. Slowly he descends the hill. He has no memory of this place. After reaching the bottom, he spots a lone watchmen mere yards away, his right shoulder leaned against a garage. Quietly the agent approaches, and then quickly jumps the man. The struggle doesn't last long, and after breaking the man's neck, the agent checks his pockets. Now armed with a pocket knife, the agent hides the body in the garage. At that moment a scream shatters the silence. Looking out the south window of the garage, the agent spots a horde of Kentuckians descending from the forest. Not long thereafter the small town ignites with life as deformed women and children exit the small houses of the area. Their grunting almost unrecognizable to him, the agent listens closely. To his right he hears the sound of a vehicle coming closer. The FBI supply vehicle. Two Kentuckians exit and move to the back to open the trunk. They drag two prisoners out. "Take them to the garage." Heart pumping, the agent looks around for a place to hide.
