C1964 The Memory of the Moon Spirit(3)

As we were hesitating, the man I mentioned before, a man in his fifties, asked to come with us. I saw him take out a pocket watch from his pocket. It was a delicate compass. The man waved the compass in front of us and said, "I'll go with you. I have some wilderness survival experience. Maybe I can help"

In this way, the only men left on the beach were the fat man