JRecently, I was in J. Timothy's tavern in Plainville, CT with a friend. We stood in the entrance/exit, waiting for the seat when she pointed to someone standing by the fireplace. I did not hear what she said, but I noticed a lonely lonely man standing alone, staring in the distance. I was surprised that no one else looked at him because he staged a sore thumb in a blue, matched jacket and empty expression. My friend left me briefly to talk to someone, and when she turned around, the man walked past me. It scared me as he looked straight and no one else looked at him. He gave me a strange feeling, so strange that I wanted to pull him out and touch him to make sure he was real. Instead, I watched him pass by me and the next room, and I can't fully explain it, but I didn't see him anymore. I thought that maybe he was immersed at one of the bar stools, but he still decided to mention my friend when she returned to me.
“This man you pointed to was really terrifying.” I told her. “What man?” She preserved, confused. She said she pointed to one of the waitresses and didn't even see anyone at the fireplace. We decided to explore, wandering to the first room, but when I studied faces and jackets, he wasn't. The only other room in which he could be closed, but in our investigation we discovered a set of stairs leading to a private party room, with a view of the second, including part of the room in which we were. I studied every face, every jacket, and he wasn't among them. We continued searching for each other room (although there is no way that he could get with them without crossing the path again) and not.
What do you think
