Imagine this.
You're riding on an road in the middle of the night.
Suddenly everything stands still.
You know you're stuck.
You know you're being chased.
You're armed with an recorder, an car, and an knack for finding spare change.
Other than animals and inhuman beings there seems to be nobody other then the "people" working at the services.
There's an haunting beauty to this place.
What would you do? Would you carry on?