We are up near OHSU, on top of the hill, and Alona is driving. I am sitting in the back seat, Natasha in the front. Alona doesn't know what to do, some cars in front are doing something strange and have confused her. The road curves off to the left and down the hill, but a small ungroomed road heads straight out. I direct Alona to take this road.

The small road shortly reaches a big road and I exclaim "a-ha! Remember this road? This is Graffiti Street, where we were before!", but it seems we can't enter it. Our road curves along it, and there is a rock pile with a guard rail at what would be the entrance to Graffiti Street.