There are farm buildings in the distance, so you head towards them...

You get to your feet and try to get your bearings. You have no idea where you are, but you can make out the shapes of farmbuildings nearby, and since there is now no sign of the alien craft at all you stagger off to the nearest one, trying to avoid the mud and cow pates as well as you can. Finally you reach what looks like a house, a small, two story affair that looks rather rundown but still seems to be inhabited as there are lights on inside. You note a dirt track road leading off from a garage as you walk up to the front door and rap slowly on it, hoping that whoever is inside is friendly enough to give you a hand.

The door opens to reveal an old, crotchety looking man with a bushy white beard, and holding a shotgun in one hand that is pointed rather menacingly at you.

"Wat th' fuck do ya want?" he demands in a surly tone, looking ready to pull the trigger at the slightest twitch from you. You gulp and try to think about the problem you have just gotten yourself into. "Uh, I've gotten stranded here and was wondering, if, um?" you mumble, trying to work out what exactly you can say about your current predicament. The man's eyes narrow as looks you up and down and goes to say something but is cut off before he can by another voice from behind him.

"Who is it daddy?" says a rural but also feminine and husky voice, and a short, red headed girl, looking to be in her late teens, probable 18, walks into view behind the old man. She is wearing tight shorts over a firm arse and a red striped shirt that seems too small to be able to hold the rather firm assets she has, the top few buttons left undone to show off her cleavage, and the bottom tied up so that it shows her belly button. Her hair is done up into pig-tails, the curly red hair framing her round face with a small button nose, pouting full lips, and sensual brown eyes that seem to be looking you up and down like a cat watches a mouse.

"Its no one Hazel, git off with you now, I'm sortin? it!" he growls at her. "Didna he say he was stranded daddy? We should let 'im in! He can't stay out alone in this!" she responds back to him, while keeping her eyes on you, seeming to drink in every part of you. Her father seems to notice this and screams at her to get away, before turning back to you. "Git off ma land before I shoots you, now!" he tells you, and moves threateningly towards you. Realising that there isn't much you can do, you quickly back away and head towards the road. "Tha's it, keep movin'!" he says as you walk off down the dirt track, hoping that the nearest town isn't too far from here. Once he feels that you are far enough away the old man lowers the gun and goes back inside, muttering something about dead cattle and promiscuous daughters as he does so.

You keep walking down the road, hugging yourself as you try to keep warm, for about ten minutes, before you start hearing the sounds of footsteps running up behind you. You turn round rapidly, and see a dark shape running towards you in the dark.