[ And yet. She's got years of navigating through the wilderness; but even without that, accidentally driving in a giant circle shouldn't be possible when it's been a straight road for the last however long. One either goes forwards, or doesn't. She hasn't had to turn the steering wheel. ( Has she? ) ]
... I can't think of anything else that would explain this. [ Her gaze flickers towards the radio at the next high note. It's definitely warped. Hmm.
When another three or so minutes pass — denoted by the song looping for the nth time, except maybe a little faster? — they're back at the gnarled tree as the same part of the song plays. She huffs out an exhale, and starts to slow the car. ]
Perhaps we should stop for a time? [ And do what? Who knows. But at least they won't be wasting gas. ]
cease
... I can't think of anything else that would explain this. [ Her gaze flickers towards the radio at the next high note. It's definitely warped. Hmm.
When another three or so minutes pass — denoted by the song looping for the nth time, except maybe a little faster? — they're back at the gnarled tree as the same part of the song plays. She huffs out an exhale, and starts to slow the car. ]
Perhaps we should stop for a time? [ And do what? Who knows. But at least they won't be wasting gas. ]