The man last mentioned was now leaning on a tree by the road. He had been walking for a while now, and his face was red. He takes one of the water bottles, and after taking the cap off, chugs the whole thing down. After tossing it away, he gets off the tree and starts walking down the road again. After a good hour of walking, he stops. He swore he heard the sound of a car door closing. After a while, he shrugs, and walks over to the side of the road to rest. He takes out a piece of venison jerky from a bag in one of his vest pockets, and nibbles on it.