I was trying out reloads on one of my rifles today at a shooting range on an indian reservation in Nebraska. Just before dark I took my binocs and did some scouting of a big field near the range. Right as I was getting ready to finish I heard a voice behind me. It was a female trying to get my attention from the road. I went back to the road and it was a girl probably in her twenties but she was in pretty bad shape. Underneath her eyes there were black circles and she started weeping. She said she needed a ride into the nearby town so I said I'd take her. I think she was a drug addict because I couldn't understand what she was talking about. I heard that there is a bad meth problem on the reservation. She said she was trying to get away from someone but I couldn't understand what she was saying. She said she wanted to go to a safehouse for abused spouses so I dropped her off there.