The Boy With The Whiskers; Phan

None Of Them Do Anymore.

I look very slowly behind me, and indeed,

It's not the killer, but an old man with raggedy clothes that looks like he could possibly be homeless. 

He pulls his hand from my mouth. "Who are you?!" I yelp.

"I'm you, but stronger." He says, and looks me straight in the eyes. I tremble. Am I looking into the future, is this what this is?!

He starts laughing, "I'm joking, but my name is Dave."

"How..who..What?" I start scooching back, ready to jump up and get the hell out.

"I don't know, lad, but I need you to do something for me, every time I try to talk to someone, they run away." He looks at me.

"WELL I WONDER WHY. You literally scared the life out of me, plus you're very scary looking and I don't know you." I scowl.

"But I really need you to run an errand for me. It's super important." He grabs a cigar from his pocket and looks back at me. He takes one more out and motions me to take it. I cringe, "I don't smoke."

He rolls his eyes, "None of them do anymore. Anyways, about the errand. I have a proposition for you." he lights the cigar.

"What?! I never agreed to running your errand, we don't even know each other!" I kneel. "I'm not interested in anything you can offer."

He takes a puff of his cigar and stares at me. I scoff, and stand up to leave. I start walking a few feet away when I hear his voice again.

"Help me out, and maybe I'll tell you something you want to know.. Something about your friend."

I stop dead in my tracks. Hope starts boiling in my stomach, but also fear. How does he know about this?

"Dan?" I turn around and face him. He stands up and starts laughing. "So you're interested now, lad?" He smirks. 

"What do you want?" I say, swallowing hard. Dave moistens his lips, and starts walking over to me. 

"There's this place a mile from here that I can't get into. I'm banned for life, and I need you to get me the biggest pack of cigars they carry. Bring them back, and I'll tell you what I know."

I gulp, "This isn't a trick, is it?" He smiles at me. "Do I look like the person who would trick you?"

Yes, but I don't say anything.

I nod no, and he pats me on the shoulder "'atta boy." He hands me a wad of cash, and sends me off.

I look through my map, and start walking towards the place. 

I'm hoping this isn't a trick, because if it is, it would leave me dead in my tracks, and left with no clues to where Dan has left to.