Eragon had been fruitless in his search. Saphira had no trail to follow and if any clues were left they weren't here. The only other idea he had was that if nobody who didn't belong in this world had taken her it was likely the high echelons of whatever country she landed in had taken her or some shadowy organisation. While walking the streets he saw a giant Joe and thought he might as well head back to see if th others had found anything. As he approached he saw numerous Joes surrounding the place, each ones mind as confusing as Joe's. He offered greetings and asked if they had seen the others. They didn't, however Eragon could sense Joe's mind clearer now and that of several other people he was with. Joe must be in trouble and Eragon sprinted with all haste towards Joe (the real one anyway)