It's well after noon by the time you arrive. You are in an area just outside of town, just beyond the seemingly endless acres of corn fields. You notice yet another dead opossum on the road, and begin to think that someone must be running those things over on purpose. You see a cafe up ahead. You're pretty tired, and could go for a coffee and something to eat, but you also see a gas station. You notice you're running pretty low on gas, and maybe you should get that first.