Reid runs for a while, trying to get his bearings. He knows the compound was pretty much due West but is on the far side of where he saw the interstate his first night.

Then he shakes himself. The town. The sign. Of course. There has to be an off ramp around here somewhere. Reid stops long enough to figure out where the town would be from his location while his mind taunts him. The sign could have been faked. Maybe there's nothing out here but miles and miles of wilderness. But ...