“How far from here?” I said, gaining knowledge of our whereabouts, in case I needed to find my way out of the woods for some ungodly reason. Honestly, I was hoping the kid would drive me back to the Interstate after my night with him. I could maybe give him some money for gas for the hassle, but usually I didn’t do things like that.
The dirt road opened to a rather unattractive meadow with a cabin-like abode that caused shivers of delight to rush up and down my spine. Death lurked about the place. Crimes had obviously happened here, but none of which I was familiar with, nor caused.