First I looked left… then right… I saw him. The same man I saw 4 weeks in a row already. What did he want from me? I was curious. Just not curious enough to ask him. He was wearing a cloak with a hat. I can’t really see his face. Who was he or what was he?
And thats where my story starts. It all begun on a Tuesday evening as I stepped outside. A man selling Ice-cream offerd me a free sunday but I didn’t take it.