[Poggio]

This was not the way, and once his fingers slipped from Mr Growls he was sure it was not the way. The thick brush over head almost made it seem as if it were night time completely. He pulled his hand away from the other and gripped his basket. Pausing refusing to go any further. “MR GROWL!” He yelled loud enough to wake the birds. As soon as he let go he realized he could not see the man any more. “Where are you taking me? This isn't close to my home.”