Stranger entering town.

If you're around the town of Palomino or Bridge at 11pm:

*A man is walking along the pathway, holding a old tattered bag over his shoulder. He stops for a second, sniffing the air for a second before continueing his walk. The man looks around the town, observing the buildings before he enters the alley beside the bank. No longer seen on the street*

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((Desmonds in town, [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.]

*Nicolas slowly stands up from his bed, sitting on it while staring down at the floor, bowing his head. He then slowly raised himself up, going for the table where is a picture of him and someone , someone who went through so many pain only to keep him safe. Quickly changed his look towards something else knowing that that small piece of memory might hurt him and make him confused again. Tho' it's all in the past now, the past we can't change. "The whole room is so damned and wrong...", he thought when moved towards the window, opened it slowly but suddenly saw a stranger walking down the road. As every stranger or foreign creature could normally walk at night, he didn't minded it much and returned back to his bed and daily thinking of million things, never ending cursed thoughts about a small , big troubling matter*

(( Next time use a cab. <3 ))