The young boy stepped forward. If he was truly meant to be a Jedi, he must be right. Although, anyone could've told that this forest-like area on Hoth, it wasn't normal. He stumbled across roots and fell on his face, but he kept on. He stepped upon something metal, something that didn't feel right. He was jerked up into the air in an instant, and he heard a familiar sound, and saw a glow of purple light. He was put down gently then, and he ran like the wind, out of the woods, and was never seen again.