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He knew it wasn't a good idea to be out here.

“Mac – It doesn't look so much like where we came.” said
Dipper timidly.

“Er – no, it doesn't,”
Mac rolled his big droopy eyes.
What were they going to do?

He decided to try not to look too miserable yet,
for Dipper's sake.

“It's okay, we'll find our way back, and we'll be warm and

comfortable on the INSIDE soon. Inside, in the dog house,
with our blankets and food bowls before you can say....”

Mac trailed off.

- “Before you can say?” Dipper queried.
- “Before you can say....” Mac still couldn't finish what he

was trying to say, he was worried they really might not
get back.

Dipper started looking about and sniffing.

Now all the smells that had smelled so interesting,
began to smell very scary.

The sounds that sounded so interesting
sounded haunted and spooky.

The night was getting colder and chillier,
she missed her blanket, and her bowl and her....

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