It was getting late. My mom had bought a restaurant just about 3 months prior to this night, and it was a dump - a mess. She began renovation as soon as she bought it. We would go to the restaurant often so that we could see the progress it was making. This was one of those nights.
We had just driven four hours in the car to get to our restaurant. It isn't in the town we live in, but it is close to my grandpa's house. We go there a lot anyway, so going to check on the restaurant wasn't exactly "going out of our way". As soon as we arrived in the pleasant town where the restaurant was located, we went straight to our restaurant. After spending an hour there, i decided to check on my cat, Bubbles. She came with us for those four, dreadful hours in the car ride, and had to sit in there for an extra hour while we were inside.
I opened the car door and picked her up. I just held her for a couple of minutes, kissing her and petting her. I put her down after, and began folding a blanket that I brought on the trip so that she may lay on it. Then i saw a light coming from behind me out of the corner of my eye. I turned around.
It wasn't unusual for people to pull up to the restaurant, looking for food. It had already happened several times before, so we would just approach them kindly and tell them that we were under renovation and wouldn't be open again until April. It was October.
I watched as the car pulled in to park next to the building. The man in the car sat there for a bit, not getting out of his car. I took careful notice of the little details about him and his vehicle. His vehicle was an old fashioned convertible, the top down. It had paint peeling off, and there were lots of patches of rust on the car.
The man had shaggy hair and it was easy to tell that he was beginning to lose it as well. He was middle aged, probably around the age of 50. He was wearing an orange jumper suit, and it appeared to be one you would see on a criminal who was in jail. He smiled at me, showing his very few, rotted teeth. One of them was gold. He opened his car door, and was about to get out and walk towards me.
I threw the blanket in my car immediately, slammed the door shut, and ran inside. I warned my mother about the creepy man outside. We both went to look out the window. He drove around the building twice, and left. Clearly, he wasn't there for food.