One day Banggílît went hunting in the forest and was overtaken by night. He called his dogs but they did not come. He made fire, cooked, and ate. Then one dog came to him, and he took it in lead and departed. Near by he found a path. The dog with him barked and the second dog answered, and they went on. And the dog with Banggílît began to whimper and whine, and to pull on the leash; and Banggílît ran, and they went on. Suddenly it became light all around them, and they came out of the forest into a large group of people. And the people said among themselves: "Surely Banggílît is dead," and they examined his body and asked: "Where were you speared?" And Banggílît spoke and said: "I have not been speared! I went hunting and was overtaken by night, and my dog here ran ahead on our path. I followed, and came here, and lo! it is light here!" And they took Banggílît and went to their town--for there are many large towns there in the dwelling-place of souls. They wished to give him food, but he said: "Wait until my own food is exhausted, and then I will eat of your rice here." And they asked him: "How many days will you remain with us?" and Banggílît answered that he would remain four days. Then the people began to laugh and one of them said: "Not four days but four years here!" "Ha!" cried Banggílît, "I shall never do that! Wait until you see!" "Just so!" answered the other, "but one day here is the same as a year on the Earth World," but Banggílît thought that he was lying.