I continued to follow the car down the gravel road, to a paved road, then onto a highway. After being stuck in a closed room with no fresh air, the open road is just what the doctor ordered.
We continued down highway 172 for about an hour before we exited onto a side road by mile marker 37. A couple of minutes later we turned onto the back road just before the Pulton Bridge. We drove on it for another hour.
Cece and I have been keeping tabs together in case we need to come back.
Right when I thought we were lost, in the middle of a damn forest, we came to a rundown circular research center. It kind of reminds me of the Jurassic Park building. It is circular with dirty dark windows. The sides are dirty from years of neglect and a black roof.
I decided to hide my motorcycle by coverin
