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You make your way to the front of the bus, and you happen to notice that you're completely alone as you pass by row after row of empty chairs. The driver's seat is similarly empty, and the adjacent door is cracked open. Through the windows you can see you're at a rather large truck stop. Ugh, just thinking about truck stops makes you groan. Turning back to the dashboard of the truck, the fuel gauge reads <span class="mu-s">dead</span> empty.
There's nothing of note near the seat, door, or under the dash. The dashboard itself has <span class="mu-s">a phone</span> connected to a charger plugged into the cigarette lighter port. The phone has a cream/rose gold carrying case with a pearl bead charm attached. The phone lights up, detecting activity near it. You notice <span class="mu-s">a new text was received a minute ago.</span> Underneath the stereo on the dash is <span class="mu-s">a photograph.</span> It looks like it was printed today.
