You'd been wandering around the countryside, looking for places to stay, places to loot, sights to see, the world was open as much as it was dangerous, and you understood that well. Eventually, you'd reached a gas station, and though it was empty, and quiet, a truck pulled up by the gas pumps, someone was looking for what remained of gasoline. When it became apparent there was nothing, the stranger kicked a gas pump, before speaking to seemingly no one.

"Fuck! Of course there's no gas! Godamn scavengers or some shit... Just gotta keep moving then."