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Alright so here's what happened to me tonight.
>Lives near a river in weirdotown
>Making my way to my car to get that sweet late night iced coffee
>Notice some off looking fella coming from behind on the other side of the road
>He looks like a fairly tall guy, good posture, grey hairs, classy black clothes. Somehow feels like he's out of place. Like he does not belong around. The fancy urbanite type.
>I remember looking over my shoulder as he passes in front of the garage, just in case he tries something funny.
>Nothing happens, whatever. Get in the car, accidentally drop my keys on the floor, pick 'em up, start the engine and start driving.
>That cunt is nowhere to be seen in the immediate vicinity. I assume he went to down by the river path for some reason to fuck a fish, whatever.
>As I drive further down the street I see that motherfucker walking at a normal speed under a railroad bridge.
>Don't think about it too much. Actually, I felt the strange impulse to NOT register it and just keep driving. As if it was just some strange dream and I should carry on with my day.
>Consciously fight the urge, how did this cunt walk down there so fast? I lost sight of him for a maximum of one minute when he walked in front of the garage.
I kept thinking about it the entire evening. There's no fucking way he could have made his way that far in such a short amount of time. Takes maybe two minutes to do it while jogging.
I kinda wish I had a silver sword around tonight.
