"We'd gone about five kilometers when we rounded a bend to see a tiny roadside store with a gas bar. "Yes!" Corey said, pumping the air. "We are now, officially, rescued." "You think?" Hayley said. "I'm not seeing any vehicles." "Because it's out in the middle of freaking nowhere. They're probably lucky if they get three cars a day." "No, I mean transportation for the person running the place." Corey peered at the empty lot surrounding the small building. "Oh."