You have no recollection of him… other than his tan jacket, and the fact his suitcase was made of deer skin… and full of flies. He was a flies salesman! You were listening to the radio, while your pet, and very well trained fly, brought back the NightVale newspaper, you skimmed through it without a care, but something caught your eye. Sightings of The Man in a Tan Jacket With a bunch of information on it. Then you heard breathing and flies buzzing from the corner.