One day you might find yourself walking through a quiet street in Vauxhall, thinking your thoughts and maybe listening to your music and not paying much attention to anyone, when a man will step out of the air.
You’ll stop, taken aback, but quickly decide that you were too busy thinking your thoughts and maybe listening to your music. He must have come from somewhere, perhaps from behind a parked car even though there isn’t one parked in the right spot, or perhaps he just walked from the other pavement and you didn’t notice him.
It’s likely you’ll change your mind on this when you see the man glance up and down the street as if looking for someone, notice you and give you a brief polite nod as if to say you are not the person he is looking for, and then step back into a fold in the air, like someone walking through the gap in a set of curtains, and vanish.
The next morning, you will wake up and there will be a new message on your phone from an unknown number, and it will say: you looked intrigued by what you stumbled upon, do you wish to know more?
Think very hard before you answer, either way.
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