I looked out the window while I took a break from my typing work. I peeked through the blinds, expecting to see the usual view I have of the busy streets from four floors above the ground.
People moved about, cars stopped and started to go again… The usual view.
I was about to go back to my work, when something caught my eye.
I saw a man standing in the street, dressed smartly in a black suit. He was standing there still as a statue, while everyone else seemed to be busy and moving.
I have not thought of it as odd, quite frankly. Perhaps he was waiting for someone?
He moved his head, and looked up.
For a brief moment, I could have sworn he was looking straight up at me.
Impossible, I thought. I was four floors up in an even taller building. There were also a lot of windows here. It would be very difficult for an individual standing on the ground to be able to spot another person inside a window in this height… Wouldn’t it?
The man’s actions made me question my logic.
I looked at him again, and found him still staring blankly and intensely at my general direction.
Perhaps there was something at the top of the building? A passing helicopter maybe? Or how about one of those advertisement billboards? Maybe there is one around here that he was reading? I tried to find reason to his act. I mean, there has to be reason, right? Why in the world would a person be looking up at my general direction for no apparent reason?
Oh, I know… It must be one of those social experiments where you look up and others would start wondering and follow suit.
I looked at the people walking around him… Do they even see him?
My eyes almost jumped off their sockets when I saw a man walk through the man in the suit!
I backed away from the window in complete shock and surprise.
“I- I must be tired…” I looked around the office as I tried to catch my bearings.
Some of my co-workers saw me, yet returned to their monotonous typing.
I gathered my courage and went back to the window. I was prepared to see the man in the black suit still staring at whatever in my general direction. Surely, it must not be me. I parted the blinds with my fingertips and looked down.
He was gone!
I was relieved.
I guess it was just my tired mind playing tricks on me.
I turned around and found myself face-to-face with the man in the suit. His face was expressionless, his eyes cold and blank, yet he was looking straight at me.
“Found you.” The man said. He snapped his fingers and everything went black.