As you drove down the secluded, winding road— surrounded by nothing but trees and hills— you spot a man with his thumb up. You slowly pull over onto the shoulder of the road and roll down your window, leaning over the seat to look at the man as he walks over to the window and rests an arm on it.

"Mind givin' me a ride?" He spoke with a polite southern accent. Now that he was closer, you saw that he wore a brown cowboy hat, as well as a brown trench coat with a fading light zip-up hoodie.