He appeared first at 10:42 a.m. Julian remembered the time because the wall clock froze the second he entered the café.
Tall. Black trench coat. Pale skin with a glimmer of something… ancient. Eyes that flickered red, not like an animal, but like coals fed by hunger. He ordered black coffee but never touched it.
Julian asked, "Will there be anything else?"
The man smiled. "Soon."
The cup shattered the moment Julian turned around. When he looked back, the man was gone.