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You have no idea what you want to do. You could go to the town in the blue country, however you do that.

"Well, there's two ways. Well, wait, no. There's one smart way, and that's going to the closest town and catchin' a train. The other way entails wanderin' eastward through the wilderness... and ya look pretty soft. If the walk alone don't tear ya up, something else'll be happy to."

That's not ominous at all. Aren't we in the wilderness right now? Jay doesn't seem afraid.

"Yeah, that's because I'm tough!... and, we're only just in monster territory. There's only small fry out here."

Huh. You seem to know what you're doing.

"Yeah, you could say that!"

Could I just tag along with you until I figure out my purpose?

"Eeeehhhh, maybe just for a tiny bit. If I adopted every Blank I found, I'd have a small questing party followin' me by now, and I ain't keen on babysittin' ya. I got things to do and treasure to find, and I can't be takin' care of you little softies."

Wait, "Blanks"? You've seen more of me?

"Oh, yeah, I've had to pop open a couple'a boxes like this before. They were in other countries, though, but they each had two of the same things in 'em: a buncha trash, and one'a you."

Huh... so I'm not the only one, or even the first one...

What's up with the center part of the map, though?



"The Center?"

"You wanna stay away from the Center. Unless yer made'a knives and gravel in that cotton shell, ya don't even wanna head in that direction."



"C'mon, let's head to Puncture. It's real close, and you can ask me more questions on the way."