Marco noticed a newcomer, almost right as he finished his oatmeal. He remembered that he forgot to get his stuff back from his camp. He hoped that there wouldn't be any problems, as he didn't have any weapons with him. He left the warehouse and started to go towards his camp. He saw the place that he saw on his way to the warehouse. He found a fairly big piece of glass. "Well, I don't have any better weapons" he muttered. He walked for a good ten minutes before he found his camp. He picked up his bag and made sure that everything was in it before he picked up his bow. He saw that some of the arrows had rolled out of the quiver, and he could swear that one was missing. "An animal probably took it" he said. He then walked back to the warehouse.