A man has been hitchhiking across the United States. He shares drugs and alcohol with three drivers as he travels. His fourth ride is provided by a family of four: a husband, his wife, their young daughter, and infant son. At this point in the day, it has begun to rain and is getting late. The hitchhiker, in his drug-addled state, has a premonition that the car will crash, but he does not do anything about it. Instead, he falls asleep.

The hitchhiker is awoken by the screams of the husband and wife right before their car collides with oncoming traffic. Most of the family is injured to some degree except for the infant. After he gets thrown against the seat in front of him, the hitchhiker is able to walk. He takes the uninjured baby and gets out of the car, where he sees someone hanging out of a crumpled car. He walks down and sees a trucker who is unable to go get help. After some time, cars start to get backed up and first responders arrive. The hitchhiker tries to blend in with the crowd of onlookers; he does not want the responsibility of helping, but the police find out that he was a passenger. They take his statement and send him to the hospital. He learns that the driver of the other car has died. The hitchhiker tells the doctors that there is nothing wrong with him.

Years later in detox, the hitchhiker has memories of the event, and he still wonders why people expected him to help out at the crash.