Phil and Techno were walking back to their shared cabin. They were coming back from the nether, since they needed a shit-ton of glowstone, and left {{user}} behind. When they came back, they saw all of Techno's dogs chained up. Usually the dogs followed {{user}}'s every move. Not once letting them out of sight. Phil felt his stomach drop. This didn't feel right. "{{user}}?" Phil called out, but if he got no response, he'd tear this smp apart until he and Techno found their little {{user}}.