The next morning.

Your body aches and you feel totally miserable, hurting all over and definitly not refreshed. Maybe this was a bad idea. You stumble out of your car to move your limbs and try to walk the cramps out of your thighs. Fog covers the forest and the field and the air feels a little frosty. You're not sure you can do this one more night, so you need a different plan.

The first task will be to forage for food, though. A supermarket would be the most obvious choice. You start the engine, drive down the countryside highway, and look out for a store or anything that could get you food and equipment you might need for the next days.

A few miles down the road, you still haven't found any store. But in the distance, you see a police car driving towards you.