Sightings Of The Man

 In the darkness of midnight, the air of the abandoned city alleyways was filled with the smell of drifting cigar and scented vape smoke. Sitting near the full or empty metal trash cans were a group of teenagers, all boys, some were holding cigarettes at their sides or near their mouths as they took in deep drags on the cancer sticks but the rest of them were not. Instead, they were either staring...