the almanac thunked into the side of Ginger's head, "Hey!" He exclaimed, rubbing his head glaring at Jack before picking up the book. "What do you want me to even do with this?" He asked, flipping open the cover. Ginger ignored Teni's loud voice, which sounded like pigs squealing to him. He looked out the window, noticing the dirt path that seemed to lead to a more secluded area. "Hey, I think it would be a good idea to head down there." He pointed at the worn dirt road, where Donna had not long ago crossed.