Your car has broken down. You knew it would - I mean, let's be fair, it's been making those weird groany noises for a while, now.
The problem is, you don't know where you are. You were on your way to Glasgow, but on the way got caught in the Peak District. Don't ask why you were crossing the Peak District, I honestly don't have a good answer for you.
Ahead, there is a large signpost, with a cheerful looking Flemish Giant Rabbit pointing at a sign that says in bright, chirpy letters "WELCOME TO TOWNSVILLE." The imagination of the town's founders was impressive. Since you are too far from any other town to find mechanics anywhere else, you find yourself growing rather fond of this town, inexplicably placed in the middle of nowhere though it is.
There's also a volcano. Why there is a volcano, you're not entirely sure, since you're not on a fault line. But never mind.
Ahead, there is something dark moving amongst the buildings. It looks suspiciously like it might be wielding something glinting. Like a spanner! Maybe it's a mechanic.
