It was clearly apparent that his mind was traveling outside the window, to regions unknown to anyone, for his deeper wish was hidden beneath other emotions. His eyes seemed bitter as I approached, shining in the darkness. But he continued to stare patiently, as though he was waiting for something. I quickly started wondering if the object of anticipation was me. Logic had ran away from my enchanted mind, as I continued to gaze upon this mysterious figure still standing like a sad statue. Fear, encrypted into the depths of the scene, hit me and I became anxious. Even God couldn't have known what the man was thinking...