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It was a frigid late night in Boston when I first saw you. I was walking back drowsily from work to my apartment, you stood there looking at the pond with a glazed look on your face. Your blond hair accompanied the frosty wind. My eyes were fixed upon you. After seeing that you were only wearing a light jacket and shorts I became concerned.
"Sir? Aren't you a little cold?" I asked with my voiced shaking from the cold.
"No, not at all. Why is it cold outside?" He asks.
"I mean it is 30F, pretty cold to me." I remarked
He didn't reply but instead look up at the sky.
"Aren't they beautiful?" He beamed.
"What?" I questioned him.
"You don't see them do you?" He uttered disappointedly.
"See what?" I questioned as I look up to the sky.
I look to my right and see that you had just disappeared. I stood up swiftly and started to look around me frantically. All I saw was pitch black.
"I am not going crazy. . .Am I?" I started to question my self.
"Maybe I should just head back to my apartment." I trailed off.
