Harold woke up slowly. His muscles ached and his head felt light. His eyes were slowly adjusting to the light around him. As he looked around the small field of golden flowers, he noticed something that made his stomach drop: Doc was nowhere to be seen. He had completely disappeared while Harold was asleep.
Harold ran around the circle in a panic, hoping that Doc was simply in the nearby brush looking for herbs and food. Nothing. He reached for the tracking lens that he had in his eye. However, there was nothing there. Doc must have known that he was a way Harold had found him so fast and searched his body when he was passed out.
"You can't be serious. I just saved him. This is the end of the world we're dealing with! Why the hell would he run away?! He just doomed humanity by doing this! Unless..."
