"Hmm...I guess there was that crotchety old dude...no wait. Yeah, he's already gone so I don't think so."
Isshiki frowned- what's with all these damn detours? Was she doing this on purpose? Was she seriously provoking him, who had just come from a car crash and had absolutely no idea where he was? Still, he retained his composure and waited for her to speak up more.
"Oh, yeah! Now that you mention it, I recall seeing another young man, probably around your age, wandering about. He's been here for quite a while though so I'm not sure if he's the one you're referring to...?" "Well, at least there's another person here." He had to at least feel some optimism. Though not the person he was looking for, at least he knew that there was another person here aside from this uncomfortably strange woman. Still, he wasn't sure he could keep listening for now. Maybe he was wasting her time, he didn't know.
"I see...well then--" "Ah, and there was a lady who came by just last night I think."
He glanced back. A lady? Maybe...just maybe..."You tell me this now?!" "I see. Well then, I'll be on my way." With a small and polite bow he left the strange woman.
First things first, he had to find the post office. After that, he could find where the bridge was...though almost like a cliche horror film, he had a nagging feeling that the bridge probably wasn't in good condition. Involuntarily, he shivered. Maybe he could get a map or something. There had to be one of those lying around, right? Where did they have maps?
He pulled his scarf up a bit, and looked to his right. There was a faint sign of what almost reminded him of a massive wheel in the distance.
Should he take the gamble?
"Ah, why the hell not?"