Chapter 12
Bartleby awoke to the smell of burnt sulfur stench. There he lay on the ground, his lungs nearly collapsed from chasing after that backwards-burning smoke. To no avail! Drat! Bartleby must have had a moment of recognition at this time because he realized he just chased an uncatchable smoke monster all the way back to the forest he was trying to escape from. No matter! He continued! Err, the right way this time.