About three days ago, I refused a ciggy to this crackhead bumming for one. I lied to him, telling him that was my last one while I had a whole pack....Every night since then, he's been in my dreams, asking me for that ciggy.
The encounter with him was in a empty quiet street in the late hours. As soon as I turned back to look at him, he vanished....Could he have been a jin, perhaps?
The encounter with him was in a empty quiet street in the late hours. As soon as I turned back to look at him, he vanished....Could he have been a jin, perhaps?