He left the car running. Maybe he also left his wallet in the car...

The car was left unattended, and running. Whoever's car this was apparently neglected the **** of their passenger. Mystril climbed over the center console, and slid smoothly into the driver seat. It wasn't comfortable. Infact she could hardly see over the steering wheel. That would be fine enough though. She saw the man who had apparently exited the vehicle at the treeline, peeing. She plotted it out. First, the door, then the lights, and then put it in drive. That's what she did.

(Will flesh this path out when I get the chance. But currently With this character's ****, the thread of prophecy is severed. Restore a saved game to restore the weave of fate, or persist in the doomed world you have created.)