That’s how these strange case studies always begin, after all.
And I have an idea of who’s responsible.
Or at least, that’s where it should have ended.
It turns out things weren’t so simple. Especially for me.
She first encountered it on a rainy day — as all strange encounters usually go — around the time she was closing down for the day.
And there, past the nebulas of gray-blue clouds, I saw her.
You should really stop drinking.