So I'm getting out of my car. It's raining, and I'm late for work. I'm wearing a Sherlock-esque high-collar trench coat. Danny Concannon (www.imdb.com) is getting out of the car next to me, equally hurried.

The problem is, I forget to set my e-brake. And my car starts rolling towards the beach. I sprint after it, but lose track as it gets redirected by a guardrail into a wooded area. I follow after it, but it leaves a trail of destruction through the forest. I pop out on a beach. A lady is fishing. I ask her if she saw my car. She says no, but puts down her fishing rod and offers to help me find it.