I Work at a gas station in a incredably small town, might even be more considered a Village really, so i know pretty much every one that comes and Goes through there, every car owner in town, every truck driver that passes through in there routes, any one that has to stop at a gas station in my home town, i know them.
So Thats why It stops out when some one i dont reconize came to talk tô me at The counter, he was a tall Man, wore a black suit and tie on top of a white Button up, now, Thats already wird, It was The middle of Summer, and The middle of nowhere, só no real reason tô wear somethig like that, but that waseytge First Thing i noticed about him, no, nor was It The hat, but that did stood out a litte bit, a white cowboy hat white a Black ribbon, but no, that wasent The First Thing i noticed, The First Thing i noticed was his tie clip, now, i had Never Seen a tie clip before in my whole life, i knew that existed, seen them on tv and such, but Never in person, só i already has primed to take interest on It, and It defenely helped that It was silver and shiny, and made tô have The shape of a coffin, whit two skull designes side by side indented on It, Thay ware stilaised skulls, like litte Cartoon ones, and If i wasent looking at It i wodend even have noticed them.
Now, um The type to make small talk, só i opend my mouth tô ask him about The tie clip, maybe ask him what he was doing in town or why her was dressed like that, but when i looked at his face, i codent speak, there was somethig wrong whit It, her wasent deformed or had scar or anythig like that, his face was Just wrong, i cant really Tell you what was wrong whit It, he had a five o'clock shadow, Green eyes, eye bags that looked he dint sleep last night, his nose was narrow and maybe a litte long, but not wird looking, her wasent my type, bit not ugly, there wasent anynthig wrong whit his face but his face was wrong, and looking at him made my skin crawl, o felt my stomach turn like i had eaten somethig rotten, and It Only got words when he spoke, he dint say anythig wird, dint introduce himself or anythig, but he wasent rude, on The contrary, he was vary polite, his Voice calm, and he apologised a Lot for "any inconviniance" almost every two words, but even whit This, i codent stand tô look at him, i dont know why, but i Just codent, só i turned my Head tô look out to The gas pumps instead, and Saw that there was no car, This Man, who every he was, came in on foot, to a gas station, which souds wirder then It is, planty of pepleo cone tô The gas station tô grab chips or an energy drink, or as It was his case, a pack of cigarettes, and a big bag of marshmallows, her Said that The marshmallowa ware for his "baby brother" then clarefied hebwas actualy his twin brother, but that he was poder by a minut and took tô calling his twin "baby brother" as a joke, and then apologised onse more to me "for rambling and wasting my time" i wasent really paying atention tô what he was saying, too distracted by The feeling of maggots crawling UP my troat, each word he spoke worse my disconfort, even tho her Never Said anythig that wasent perfectly polite, when he payed and left i felt better, but i kept looking at him troght The window, Saw him walk out tô where The pumps ware, and then he tossed The big bag of marshmallows Into The Air... And somethig cot It, i dont see what, i codent see what, It was like The Air itself grabed It, then started tô eat, ITS hard tô discribe, This invisible Thing eating whidout even ripping open The bag, in ALL honesty, i felt relife i wasent Crazy, and there was somethig wrong whit The Guy, dint think about It much as i wached him walk away, talking tô The invisible Thing, and i coud ready his lips, How called The Thing "baby brother.
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