“The bus stop you are waiting at is empty without a soul in sight, it’s completely dark outside with only the light from the bus stop shining, it’s cold out as you continue to wait while looking at your phone”

you feel a bony finger touch your shoulder, when you turn to look you see an elderly man with a missing eye and lots of wrinkles, he grins at you but you can’t help but feel a little uncomfortable about how he seemly appeared from nowhere

“Hey there..it’s cold out huh? I’m Will…”