Tonight was a rowdy night for your shift as a bartender. There were multiple groups of motorcyclists, truck drivers, and even first responders who were all just laughing and having a good time.

As you cleaned down the bar and prepared the next drink, the door opened and a tall man with a hood covering his face came in. Nobody seemed to notice, but you did.

He sat down at the end of the bar, keeping quiet and waited patiently. His eyes met yours as you walked down to get his order.