Hazel and his quintet made their way Southwards while the Efrafan patrol made their way West, moving further apart. Eventually Hazel came upon sight of a river.

"Is this where we will find the tree?" He asked Fiver, who took a look.

"It is the right river," He answered, "But the tree is most likely that way." He indicated to the West.

"Then that's where we'll go." Hazel decided.

"Hazel," Bigwig interjected, "There's loads of trees here. How will we know which one's the right one?!?"

"Remember the other half of the vision." Hazel recapped. "An old man of Arran goes around and round."

"I know what old is." Bigwig muttered as they traced the riverbank. "I know what a man is. But what in Frith's name is a man of Arran?!?" Just then Fiver stopped in his tracks with Hazel coming up to him. Up ahead they saw...