Katelina followed Jorick across the motel parking lot to the sidewalk. Under the odd colored streetlights, her skin glowed pasty white and the sidewalk seethed in a thick boiling black; a surreal scene after so much confusion.

The pair didn't speak as they headed towards the gas station. Only the eerie sound of the rustling cornfield broke the silence.

The convenience store was a typical concrete building, decorated with a grinning turtle. Taped to the large glass ...