Shops! A floral shop, a bakery, and a...glass pane?
After the caravan is automatically parked in the same looking stop as the last one, I run towards the bakery full of cookies and cakes displayed on the shop, hoping to get out of this place.
But the run is short-lived, as I enter inside, all I see is a vast space of white and I realize this is just a storefront.
I look at my right and do the same thing. As expected, the floral shop is also only a front, with some flowers displayed to urge people to enter and buy them. On the left, I can see there is a container hiding behind the glass pane. If my predictions are correct, it would contain the fuel.
I walk behind the pane and get the fuel, but to my astonishment, my left hand feels something solid and transparent when I reach out. This touch persists as I guide my fingers around the glass like wall, a sudden emptiness when my hand flows out, then the feeling emerges again when my hand swings to the right. The process continues until I am at the bakery area, till now I can picture a mental glass box protecting the container from being taken from me easily.
Dejected, I exit the bakery without paying anything, mostly because I don't have anything to pay and have no one to pay to. Looking at the cookies again, I mentally tempted to eat one of them, maybe their flavors are chocolate of pure butter, which isn't very healthy.
Outside the shops, I understand what my next task is.
The floor in front of me is paved, with some chalk lines being marked to make parking lines. Next to them are my tools to complete my task here.
3 yellow paint buckets, a paint roller with the same height as I do, a painting tray, a mixing stick, and a pamphlet.
I never even paint a wall before, much less parking lines, so I look at the pamphlet full of pictures and see what should I be doing.
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First, open a paint bucket and mix it with mixing stick until smooth.
Second, pour the paint into the painting tray.
Third, roll the roller onto the painting tray so that the roller will contain paint that is well-mixed and consistent.
Fourth, follow the lines on the road and roll them in a straight line.
Fifth, if the painting is lacking, repeat steps 2-5 (or even starting from 1 if the paint on the painting tray is finished) until all the parking lines are fully painted.
Reading along and finishing my instructions, I think the painting actual parking lines should be harder than this because my end product is obviously awful, but still managed to get the shop with the glass pane open and reveal that, it is fuel.
Usually, parking lines might have been sealed with some kind of agent to prevent the paint from being washed away or showing skid marks, especially when they are outside.
Then, my lines are very inconsistent. Even though I try to carefully paint the lines straight, I still might either spill the paint away from the intended line or the paint is getting thinner the longer I keep painting with the roller without refilling.
Finally, it is literally unusable. Aside from the caravan which has its own parking slot, I still haven't seen any car that could use this space. Only actors who needed to play a musical have some uses for this, and they will scoff at my efforts.
But what is done is still done. I painted, I sweated, I finished and I collected my frankly undeserved reward. Taking my fuel and looking at the parking lines, I also feel oddly proud of myself. Maybe with some guidance, I can help someone to paint parking lines for the future. A small learning experience in disguise.
Filling up the tank with some balance left. I look at the shops one last time and I feel a little hungry... and guilty.
Already prepared to become a thief, I first go to the bakery and take all the cookie containing containers.
As I go out with my hands full, all of a sudden-
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
The cookies in my hand mostly dropped to the floor.