In the woods, with his hood on, Roxas is sleeping, sitting up against a tree. His eyes flutter open as he wakes up, his eyes slowly, but surely adjusting to the sunlight filtering into his line of sight. "Where..am I..? This isn't my home...." He says to himself as he stands on his feet. He stretches, then simply begins walking, becoming wary as he encounters little to nothing, feeling that this new area is too quiet and that Heartless could appear at any given time.