Into the woods!

You run as fast as your unprotected feet permit over the sometimes rough, sometimes disgustingly squishy ground, but even so it still takes you a long time to get to the edge of the woods, and the sun is already starting to set before you can even begin to look.

The wood is very dense, and its a struggle just to move around let alone properly search the area. You search in vain for the sword as long as you can, but as the sky continues to darken, you realize its probably time to start heading back. You'll just have to come back tomorrow and try again, after you've properly re-equipped of course.

It's only as the woods begin to grow truly dark that you realize you have no idea where you are. All of the trees are starting to look the same. You try to stumble around in the dark, but it's just making you tired and your feet even more sore.

It's only after the fact do you think about what else might be hearing or watching you. You sit down next to a fallen tree and think about how you're going to make it through the night.