The Mystery Machine rumbled down a slightly bumpy, faded tarmac road, the tyres skidding slightly on the loose gravel on the road. The windows were open as the heat in the van was getting too much.
Velma was glancing at the map as the van rolled up to a fork.
"We should be following signs to New Elounda Bay."
Fred squinted at a road sign on the scrap of land between the two roads. He had been driving since Ohio, and New Elounda Bay was a good ten hour's drive away. He was also driving in almost complete dark.
Velma glanced at the map again, hoping to decipher some of the wording in the very dim light of a handily-placed but broken street lamp.
"Uh… The right fork goes to the bay, I think…"
She was cut off by a loud snore from the back. Daphne glanced back and rolled her eyes.
"You'd think with the amount of food they eat, they should be hyper! They ate most of what we packed before we were even on the freeway…"
Scooby rolled over in his sleep and started murmuring.
"Rooby Rax, Rooby Rax…"
Velma grinned. "Whoever heard of a dog talking in his sleep?"
Fred turned the wheel and the van swung onto the right road. Velma looked again at the map. She felt relieved as the saw the printed instructions under the map come into light under a brighter street lamp- "at first fork, go right".
"Yeah, we're going the right way."
"For once," Daphne added under her breath next to her. Velma nudged her and they both giggled.
"Good," Fred said, stifling a yawn. "I really need some sleep."
Daphne rolled her eyes at him. "If you're that tired, I can always drive for a while."
Fred didn't reply, but pressed his foot onto the accelerator pedal so that Daphne and Velma were pushed back into their seats.
Velma leaned over to whisper to Daphne.
"I think that means no!"