While the Wildling has made up his mind to give up everything for nature, can he find a way out of the Oletus Manor? He sighs and sits against the tree to quietly write down his diary into the dark forest alone as he feeds his boar companion an apple on a stick.

All over again? Returning here is like a nightmare. Mike, Margaretha... We were eating together in this “jungle” just a while ago. But it's all over now!

The Wildling smiles, until his face shrinks of realization. He begins to hyperventilate.

Oh my, it's all over...