You can't take this fucked up place anymore. You only have enough gas to get part way to Libreville. You decide to drive until the gas runs out and then walk the rest of the way there. They have a homeless shelter there that is posh compared to your trailer home. Five miles out of town a deer suddenly springs into the road in front of you. You swerve to avoid it and your car goes into fishtails. You cannot regain control and the car goes off the road and rolls twice, landing back on its wheels with the roof smashed in. You are hurt pretty bad and don't have a cell phone. You are waiting for a car to pass by and report the wreck. You seem to have a long wait. The traffic is nearly dead this time of night.