"There's nothing out here." Eric told the dog as he finally decided following it was pointless. "Just trees, trees, and more trees...why are you still going nuts?" He added as he began dragging the dog back toward the house. "I know...I'll take you to town, then you'll see nothing is wrong...we might even find Grammy." He said as he lead Scrap to his car. He knew the dog hated being alone, and so wouldn't just leave him in the house. Besides he might tear something up in his frenzy.<br/><br/>After coralling the dog into the car he started it and backed out of the drive way and headed toward old town. Grammy loved the antique shops there.