February 8, 2010
A family of three pulled up next to a truck at a gas station. The driver of the truck, in jeans with a waistband, was walking into the store. A woman remained in the passenger seat, blowing on her nails as if she'd just painted them. Two members of the family walked inside to make purchases and left. The driver of the truck was still inside and the woman had adjusted the seat back, out of view. Five minutes later, at the hotel across the street, a family member hears tires squealing, and sees the truck heading for the forest.