It's all forest and flora for miles around. How the hell will anyone find you? You've got no phones, no maps, and no IDs. If the cops come across you stumbling out of the woods on Sweet Road, they won't know where to take you except for the station. That's when you're real screwed. But as long as you've got each other and your wits about you, you feel no need to worry. You're wild. You're free. For now, at least.