[Cloud slowed to a stop and stared, open-mouthed, then shook his head to clear it. This might very well be the most surreal experience he'd ever had, and that was really saying something. Especially around here. How many of them had almost died just now, milling around in the middle of the highway? What the hell was wrong with these people?]

... I'm Cloud. Who's the driver?

[He glanced quickly around at the different people in this odd group, then pointed in the direction of the driver's side.]

Put it in neutral and get ready to crank the steering wheel all the way to the right. You, and you...

[He pointed out the two brawniest-looking people.]

Get ready to push on either side of the back bumper. Everyone else, move at least twenty-five feet onto the right shoulder. We have to clear the road. The sooner the better. Let's go.