Randy stood in awe of the situation! His limited understanding of mystical and magical things had brought him to this strange crossroad in his life. During his association with the silver medallion he had been both animal and animal body parts. He'd lost his original form and was now stuck in the body of a teenager. A person without a past or any of the memories that the first Randy had experianced.
He was alone, cast adrift in a new world and a new time. He was too young to stand on his two feet and make a living, and without a family to turn for help in this troubled time he felt lost.
Walking the roadside he began to think of returning to the small farm on Pitcher Street and somehow take his place in history and send the true Randy packing home. This seemed to be the best for all concerned, so an about turn and back he walked toward the farm, a stable, and the life to a true swinger.