Logbook Entry
JOURNAL FRAGMENT, date unknown.
It's been at least two months now and I'm the last member of our team left out here, totally lost. I've no idea what day it is, where I am, where I should be headed, even which way might be north. The roads themselves seem to be changing, and those barriers that the government installed open and close with a mind of their own. I don't know if I'm ever going to get out.
I've only been able to keep going thanks to magical piles of semiorganic junk that somehow knit the van back together after whatever thing smashed it apart last time around. I can get hit by electricity or dragged into a tree ten times over, but these things patch everything up better than any mechanic I ever knew. And then I just drive on into the forest once more, trying the next junction. That's the story of the last living member of the Bugwatch team, stuck out here forever because we came to record a dumb show about insects.
Synopsis
This glowing green tangle of branches and speakers sits off the beaten path. When The Driver approaches in their car, the Beating Heart will glow brighter and slowly repair the car's damaged components. Eventually the glow will fade and the healing will stop, having been spent.