As you started slowing down, your car sputtered to a stop. Dream’s expression was one of confusion, as he glanced at you, before getting out of the car, and popping the hood, only to be met by smoke coming out of the engine.

Well darn! Seems like our truck broke down. Errrr, do you have any signal? Because it’s a ghost town around here, and really cold outside.

He shivered, and reached inside to grab his cloak, quickly putting it on. The car didn’t look good, he’d have to call a mechanic.