Marco wasn't sure how he did it, but he ran.
Marco escaped the clutches of Toffee and ran as far as he could, away from the castle. He was able to fight off the monsters with only one or two scratches on him. Once he saw that no one was blocking the entrance, that was his getaway. So he ran so far away, into the woods that looked similar to the forest of certain death, but with taller trees and longer tree roots. Toffee and his crew of monsters proceeded to follow him, but were way behind on his trails.
From the distance, he heard Toffee screaming, "Find Marco and bring him alive! If you just so happen to kill him, I would do the same to you!"
Marco is still running for his life. If he could possible run a bit faster, he could be able to get to the town of Mewni and call for help. It's the only way he could go back to Earth. To go see his family. To go see Star.
He turned back to see if the monsters are still chasing him. They still are, no question about it, but they weren't even close to capturing him. With no attention whatsoever, Marco tripped over a long tree root and landed hard on some branches. He moaned in pain as a little bit of blood was dripping out of his forehead. He might have sprained his ankle during that fall as well, for he couldn't pull himself out of the ground.
During that time when he was on the ground, however, he noticed something different from the distance. The shadows in the dark were slowly fading away. The monsters gave up on him. They were no longer hunting Marco.
Marco was relieved. He was in pain, due to his slightly bleeding forehead and his sprained ankle, but he felt safe. Safe from the jaws of defeat, for a moment, at least. He knew he had to keep pushing on, but his current condition won't even get him out of the forest. That's when he noticed two logs out in the woods. It was quite odd that two logs were out here in the middle of the woods, he thought to himself, but he had no choice but to stay the night with it.
So, with survival skills learned from a fanny pack, Marco set up a fire using the branches he landed on and sat on top of one of the logs, making sure the fire doesn't go out. Had he still wore his red hoodie and brought a flashlight with him, he wouldn't really need to set up a fire. But, with the Mewni weather breeze being as cold as one of Star's frosty spells, Marco had no other options.
With a long branch he snapped from a tree, he moved the sticks along. He was feeling a bit sleepy, so he would hope that keeping the fire alive from time to time would help keep him awake. Not only that, but he was hoping for someone to rescue him. It doesn't matter who was going to save him, as long as it wasn't another monster putting him back inside the cage. All he cared about during his escape was to get back to Earth. To return back to his parents. To look at his friends again.
To see Star one more time.
He thought back to the argument. He thought, with all of those screwed-up adventures, him and Star would've been in Death Row. He wanted to be mad at her. He really did. But he just couldn't bring himself to it. He loved the adrenaline. He loved cheating death with a princess from another dimension. He loved all those hugs those two shared. And the most shocking truth of all: he loved her as more than just a friend.
Marco gazed up at the sky. The doubts of a rescue team raised even higher. He grows tired and tired, but he still wants to believe he's going to get help. He tried to get comfortable on the log while keeping the fire up, for it is still cold in the woods. His mind is starting to go blank, for all he wants now is a little bit of sleep.
"Please find me," he whispered, as he finally shut his eyelids.