Have you ever had a strange experience in broad daylight in the middle of a public place?
A few years ago I did.
I was in the drive-thru of a local KFC during lunch time on a Saturday. I had just pulled up to the speaker window and was waiting for the drive-thru worker to ask for my order when I happened to look into my side mirror. I immediately noticed a man dressed in all black stumbling along near the entrance to the drive-thru. He appeared to be wearing a suit and was holding a bouquet of roses down to his side.
For some reason something about him unsettled me right away. I instinctively moved to lock my car doors when suddenly he looked up and made eye contact with me in my mirror. His gaze was enough to make me flinch but what happened next made my heart skip a beat.
Not a friendly smile either. It was a smile full of malice.
I immediately went to roll up the window, to put as much between me and him as I could. As I did so, I looked in my rear view mirror. It was then that I noticed that he was sprinting towards me.
(All of this happened within a span of a few seconds.)
As he made his way towards me, I made a last second attempt to put distance between us by pulling forward. While doing so I looked up and realized that he was gone.
Looking around there was no place for him to have gone and yet he was nowhere to be seen.
Where did he go? Who was he? And most important of all: what would have happened had he caught up with me?
Let’s hope I never have to find out.