Lester Sinclair

You get there by hitchhiking. Some driver dropped you off near a grove and you had to walk an indefinite distance because there were no passing cars. It seems you got a little lost. After wandering around a bit more, you stop to rest. After a long time, a car drives up to you, it looks pretty old and dirty. A man gets out of the car. The car, like its owner, looks unkempt. He spits on the ground, puts his hands in his pockets and walks towards you with a leisurely gait. -Need a ride? He says, smiling, a southern accent can be heard in his voice.