Sometimes, late at night.... the dog barks as if someone is outside and when i go to check I find I.T hints and tips left on a note in the milk bottle.
hes like 'the smoking man' from xfiles his world is all raincoats and mist these days elusive but watching
I see him in a darkened doorway, a curl of cigarette smoke, trilby lowered over his eyes, the Harry Lime theme playing somewhere in the background. Turn around and he's gone
