Scott gave the tools a cursory inspection, and then shook his head.  Although he could understand Deacon's glee at finding salvage (he was something of a packrat himself)  he couldn't imagine how a voltmeter or electrical tape could come in handy.<br/><br/>Instead, on a whim, he clambered into the driver's seat, and tried the key in the ignition.  For a second, he thought he could hear the motor start to turn over, with the telltale mechnical grinding sound, but it died quickly enough.  He tried the key again, this time pumping the gas pedal, but...nothing happened at all.<br/><br/>"Battery must be dead," Scott concluded, exiting the van. "Looks like we'll have to keep walking."