You awake, in your motel room, the cold light of the winter dawn streaming in to your room. You get up and decide to explore the small town you are staying over in. Whether a long haul trucker, someone visiting family in the next town over, or a wanderer cursed to forever walk the Earth alone, you ended up here. Yet, as you trudge through the thin layer of snow and chilling wind, you find nobody. As if everyone has left this place. The drab concrete leads you around, but still nobody. You feel off, and not just because of the emptyness...