When The Black-Eyed Man Strikes...

A few years ago, now, I had stopped by at a place to have some breakfast before I went to work. I wanted to find somewhere quiet eat my cereal. I find a seat with just an older couple sitting to one side of me, and this one man, around his eighties, sitting to the other side eating what I can only describe as dog food out of a can. I sit down, put my bag on the floor and start eating.

A few minutes later the old man began mumbling things to himself. It was very faint, and I didn’t take much notice of it as he appeared to be a man who had a few problems and I didn’t want a confrontation with him.

As I sat there eating my breakfast his mumbling became louder. At this point I could fully understand what he was saying. He was talking about murdering people. Something about killing someone. Something about how he had a right to do it. The list of threats got longer, and longer about what he was going to do.

Rest of this terrifying black-eyed person encounter is here.