[ WP ] Steve leads an ordinary life , with an office 9 to 5 job . Then on his drive to work one morning he spots a hitchhiker on the road . He stops .

> *'' If you are not willing to risk the unusual, you will have to settle for the ordinary. `` * 
 
 > *- Jim Rohn* 
 
 As he switched between radio stations, Steve's gaze left the road and went to his dashboard. Commercials, commercials, commercials... somehow all of the channels managed to air advertisements at the same time. He shook his head and looked back up, swerving just in time to avoid hitting a woman wearing a light yellow dress. 
 
 `` Shit!'' He smashed his foot on the brakes, turning left. If he took the highway, Steve would have been dead, but he took the back road to his job every day. The woman, who had something... *alluring* about her, smiled as he narrowly avoided the collision. He checked the rear-view mirror and saw her still in the spot, not having moved except to turn her head at Steve. 
 
 He wanted to be mad at her, be furious at her, but he could n't. She seemed so... *innocent*. 
 
 Steve put the car in park. Turning his head and looking through the rear-windshield, he made eye-contact with the woman. 
 
 He smiled. 
 
 The woman returned it and began walking over. A gust of wind blew on her yellow dress, causing it to kiss her pale thighs as she made her way over. 
 
 Steve leaned over and opened the passenger door. 
 
 She got in, one slender leg at a time, and turned to Steve. He felt an inclination to call in sick and spent the day with her. 
 
 `` Hi,'' he started. `` Where, uh, are you headed?'' 
 
 `` It is not the destination for me,'' her voice was soft, causing Steve to lean in to hear it. `` It is the journey.'' 
 
 Steve opened his mouth, but could n't think of a reply. `` What's you name?'' 
 
 The woman looked out the front wind-shield and seemed to stare intently. She whispered, `` Destruction.'' 
 
 Steve turned his head to a car in the far distance and watched as a deer jumped in the path, forcing the driver to swerve into the treeline. It all happened in around two seconds, but the severe violence of it made Steve's eyes widen. 
 
 `` He is not dead.'' She lifted a leg and rested it over the other. `` Soon, yes. Not yet.'' 
 
 Steve could n't find any words, so he put the car in drive and hit the gas.
