When the colony was plunged into darkness Bishop had been delivering a repaired water can to one of the people in the garden. They had been idling chatting as she looked over his work when the lights went out. The screams were almost immediate, the garden leader got his workers together and they all headed to the center, leaving Bishop to gather up any stragglers. He emptied out his shopping cart of scrap and trinkets and began wheeling it around and calling out for people. He found one or two adults and about 5 children, many of which were seated in the shopping cart. He spoke to them in a hushed and calm voice. "Don't worry now little ones, I'm sure it is just a small problem, nothing the governor or his guards can't handle." He had a smile on his face to keep the children calm but the two adults next to him saw through his comforting lies.

When they arrived at the center the children crawled out of his cart and found their parents. The crowd was silent as their leader spoke and he felt the color drain from his face when the grim news reached him, he looked around at the masses of people. All of their lives now hanging on a thread. [i]"What good would I do here?"[/i] He thought to himself [i]"I have to go. There's no reason for me to stay above ground. That group will need all the help they can get.[/i] A couple of people had been faster than him and had already volunteered. He raised his hand into the icy air and spoke. "Bishop Stauton will volunteer." A few of the people near him gave an odd look, they had never known him as a violent or courageous man, just a merchant.