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nomme
inside
a
car
that
was
heading
in
the
direction
of
Nomme's
town
but
is
now
turning
left
and
right
and
left
and
right
in
an
unspecified
direction
at
a
moderate
speed
on
unfamiliar
back
country
roads
.
having
ingested
the
purple
pill
the
hitchhiker
gave
you
,
you
have
begun
to
become
aware
of
its
effects
on
your
senses
.
you
realize
you
cannot
remember
your
middle
name
or
what
colour
your
toothbrush
is
.
your
driving
ability
is
somewhat
diminished
,
and
you
are
finding
it
more
and
more
difficult
to
make
sense
of
where
you
are
being
directed
to
go
or
where
you
are
coming
from
,
as
you
swerve
down
the
winding
dirt
roads
.
the
lack
of
noticeable
road
signs
and
the
pitch
black
night
do
not
help
you
to
determine
whether
or
not
you
have
in
fact
passed
by
that
same
large
boulder
twice
or
thrice
in
the
past
10
minutes
.
when
you
look
to
your
right
you
can
see
that
the
hitchhiker
in
the
passenger
seat
next
to
you
is
ironing
out
crumpled
$
100
bills
between
his
calloused
palms
and
every
few
moments
he
shifts
his
head
which
makes
you
wonder
if
he
is
looking
at
you
for
some
reason
.
gazing
ahead
towards
the
approaching
horizon
a
light
appears
first
faintly
but
grows
brighter
to
your
eyes
as
you
drive
closer
it
glows
and
breaks
into
a
set
of
lamps
lighting
the
outside
surface
of
an
otherwise
dark
and
unsuspecting
looking
structure
.
surrounding
the
building
,
there
is
a
grass
field
radiating
a
distance
until
it
is
engulfed
by
dark
woods
.
this
place
appears
to
be
an
airport
of
some
sort
,
judging
by
the
two
small
planes
that
you
see
land
on
the
grass
airstrip,
as
you
continue
to
drive
closer
at
a
reduced
speed
through
the
entrance
gate
.
the
hitchhiker
signals
for
you
to
stop
the
car
.
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...
nomme
you
could
stop
and
park
in
the
parking
lot
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