He stands looking distantly at where the girl had been, his eyes momentarily lost in memory. Scotts voice drags him back to the present. He noddes, though he is less convicted than before he still feels the pull of the place and knows that he must go there if he is ever to be free of her and this place.<br/><br/>"Be creative she says. Any ideas? I wish we had gone through that construction site we passed earlier, there may have been some things we could have used..."<br/><br/>He looked as Scott again, "By those who have come before. Perhaps there are places where these others didn't look? The hardware store is obvious, as would be an army/navy surplus store. Didn't we pass a bar earlier? There may be some things there...and the restraunt, we could go back and scour it thoroughly. I am not enthusiastic about going there without some kind of armament."