The drive continued silently for a while, with Stacey pushing herself as close as she could to the door in the back seat. Jon glanced over a couple of times, thinking about saying something and then thinking better of it. Angela tried repeatedly to find a connection with her phone, but to no avail. David and Lawrence took turns manning the radio dial, taking great care to change the station should something inappropriately cheerful come on. The going became slower the further North they went, dispelling any notion they had beaten the panic. Initially, they were alone on the road between most exits, with only the trees, rolling hills and truck stop billboards to keep them company.