Utterly Mad

Jove slipped over a wad of cash, enough to pay for his stay at the motel. "That should cover it, you can keep the change." He gave a big thumbs up to the lady, old and worn out, working the register. He started walking out with his duffelbag of clothes and other necessities which he slipped over his shoulder as he walked out of the shabby double doors out into the windless day that was winding down. Jove looked to his left. Down that road he would find the church and the people he had just met. Another group... Or, to his right, north. The direction that the strange man had advised him to go.

The mechanical fingers twitched.

"Suppose it's best not to push my luck." Jove walked off the steps and began the long walk north.