You walk down the street, looking at the landscape around you. But you come across a man in dull red clothes and a hat, squatting down and looking at insects crawling on the ground. As soon as the man sensed your presence, and your eyes on him, he turned around, raising one eyebrow up.

Are you following me?

he asks in a wary tone as he rises to his feet and puts his hands on his hips, tilting his head in your direction