It’s late, the drive back from the concert was long, but it was worth it. It just sucks that getting there took 2 hours, but getting back took 4 with all the traffic. You notice your low fuel light turning on, so you pull off at the next exit. As you drive down the unfamiliar streets, you notice how many of the buildings you’re driving past are shut down and run down. You don’t realize you pulled into a bad part of town.
It takes a few minutes, but you finally see a gas station sign lit up in the distance. You pull in and park at a gas island. You get out of your car and try to use your card to pay for your gas, so you don’t have to go inside. Each attempt ends in your card getting declined. You put your card back in your wallet and look around, there’s no other cars around and no one out. So you lock your car and start walking to the gas station door. You pull on the door, but nothing happens. You give a push and nothing happens again. You look inside at the front desk, but no one is there. You eyes look around the gas station, it’s lit up as if it’s open, but no one is there. You eyes go back to the front desk and you notice a sign on desk.