Karkat skips the cornucopia this time. He hates himself for doing it--there's a good chance he'll be fucked this way--but two of the three times he's gone for things he's gotten pretty fucked up, so it's probably smarter to run the other way and just, like, mug people or kill them and steal their shit later.

So he does run and he finds what looks like to be an abandoned residential hive and he sneaks in and crouches behind a window, keeping watch to see who'll pass it by--or, at least as much as he can in this fucking fog, which isn't much.