text: Closing the car door behind you, you get a big whiff of smoke. It's very dark inside the large car but you make out the silhouette of the driver smoking a cigarette or something.
  
  "You shouldn't be out here." the driver states in a "matter of fact" tone.
  
  "Goblin Valley is not safe at night." he says. "You know how it got it's name?"
  
  You stop to ponder this man's motives. He hasn't even stopped to introduce himself or anything. I guess beggars can't be choosers.
  
  You shake your head "NO."
  
  "The legend of Goblin Valley dates back to the 50's where some archeologists found fossilized bones in some caves out here." " They were said to be those of gargoyles."
  
  A laugh escapes your lips and you pucker up real quick to stop anymore from coming out.
  
  "I'm not kidding." says the mysterious driver aounding a little angry at you.
  
  " It was said that at night they would fly around trying to find human females to breed with and then ... keep them in the caves until giving birth. This process would usually kill the female humans.
  
  "Is this guy crazy." you think. Maybe he just likes scaring hitchhikers he picks up out here.
  > You ask to get out of the car.
  "Let me out of the car!" you demand.
  
  Although it's dark in the car and you can't see the man's face, you know he is looking at you. After a quick pause he says "I'm not slowing down 'til I get to Gold Flake."
  
  The man guns the engine and soon your way past Goblin Valley toward the town of Gold Flake.
  
   