He had been driving in the falling snow for hours. With each flake he felt more and more buried, not only by snow, but also by the night setting in. Dusk brought with it a gloomy emotion over him and made him drift in and out of sleep. Then, through the dense fog and snow, he saw a dim light in the distance. As he approached it he realized it was a motel, the only standing structure he had seen in miles. He stumbled out of the car only to realize the light he saw was candle that had been left burning for days and the hotel was abandoned; he was alone, in desolation.