Traci slowed her black Ford F-150 pick up truck to a stop and hopped out. Angrily she kicked the tire and cursed. "Fucking piece of shit gps!" The woman pulled a small black cellphone out of her pocket and held it up to the sky searching for a signal. That cursed little red slash still marked that there was none. Growling to herself she climbed back up into the truck and began to drive again. She was dangerously close to being out of gas and with no reception she was beginning to seriously freak out.<br/><br/>'What a way to celebrate my birthday. I'm supposed to be getting legally trashed, not aimlessly driving around.' She sighed as she continued down a dusty little road that seemed to go on forever. Her palm smacked into the gps, but the gadget simply stayed black. "Fuck!" She slammed her hand against the wheel before reaching over into her purse and pulling out a cigarette. The woman lit it up and took in a deep puff keeping it in her lungs  until they felt like they were going to burn. Finally she let the smoke slowly escape her lips, but she wasn't feeling any better. She had a bad feeling about this. She had seen too many tv shows and movies like this and they never ended well.<br/><br/>Traci shook her head and stared ahead at the road. 'You're getting to yourself moron. Calm down.' The car started giving a little sputter and she cried out angrily. "No! No no no!" The car cruised to a stop and she let her forehead thud against the steering wheel. "This can not be happening to me." Grabbing her purse the black haired woman jumped down out of the truck and started walking. She knew she had to run into life eventually, right?<br/><br/>It felt like forever, but Traci finally stopped and smiled. "A house!" She did some mental cheering before running over to the house and knocking on the door loudly. "Hello is anybody here? My name is Traci. I'm lost. Can I get some help here? Helloooooo!" The woman stepped back and looked up at the windows. The house didn't seem to be abandoned, but it wasn't immaculate either. 'Maybe I should have thought this one through before banging so loudly. I don't even know who these people are.' She ran her hands down her white tube top that exposed her smooth, pierced stomach and then over her blue jean shorts.<br/><br/>'Come on, come on. Open up already.' She was thirsty and the beginning of growling could be heard in her stomach. "Hello?"