Sunset’s bike was running low on gas. She figured she could make it to at least Portland before she had to fill up, but that was no longer the case. She didn’t even know why she was going to Oregon in the first place. She just felt… Compelled to go. Like something was calling her to do it.
She shook the thoughts looks from her head and slowed down, taking a look at her surroundings, which judging by the looks of it, was just a lot of forest and trees. But suddenly… She saw something. A small sign that read “Mystery Shack: 5 miles”.
She smiled to herself. That sign meant there was a probably a tourist trap ahead and where there was a tourist trap… There was a town, and where there’s a town… There’s a gas station. Perfect!
After a few minutes, she came upon a…. Well, it certainly didn’t look like a shack to her. It looked more like a rundown building. Hell, even a letter was missing off of sign. But that didn’t matter. Pulling up, she unzipped her short leather jacket and let wind finally breath on her skin. She sighed in relief as she stretched her legs and walked along the gravel on the ground. It crunched under her feet as she made her way to the screen door.
Gently pushing it open, she looked around the small… gift shop? Huh. Alright then. She looked around the small gift shop and took notice of the person working the counter.
“Um, excuse me.” She asked, “I was wondering if you could tell me what town I’m in?”
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