He would kill the wandering stranger, but this Dan did not yet know.

Though he was worried about the sea of fog surrounding his truck, he tried not to show it. He didn’t want to give Gia the impression that he was a coward. They had spend a wonderful evening together, one that he didn’t want to spoil by being overly cautious.

Gia, on the other hand, was overwhelmed with panic. She leaned forward trying to see through the soup around them, giving Dan an extra set of eyes. But the frantic looking back and forth, from one side to the other, only elevated the sense of worry she felt.

Suddenly, an owl swooped across the windshield. Gia scream, which startled Dan. He jerked the steering wheel to the left and the back to the right. If Gia was scared of a little owl passing by, she was now hysterical because of Dan’s driving. A final jerk of the wheel put the truck back on the road, Gia was white as a sheet.

Dan was equally white, but was trying to calm Gia down. He reached over to reassure her that everything was fine. Then he looked back at the road.