Writhing in pain, on his hospital bed, Colin painfully recalls that after a few minutes of calculated driving, he had arrived at a quite familiar spot, and at this time he had already been to that same spot for about three times. It was obvious that he had missed a turn while he was on the phone. The last thing he could recall was that, in anger, he stepped out of his car, locked the door and wandered off into the dark, hoping to find someone who would direct him to the nearest exit to the main street.