Issue #5: Pages 21 & 22

The writer's circle has been moved to a new location because of a man named Morten. Every Wednesday, he still comes to the old location, wearing a suit, sandals with socks and a ski mask. He pulls off the mask and his face is wrinkled. He's got white hair and blurry eyes distorted by thick glasses. One of the eyes looks somewhere else when he looks at me. Butt before he looks at me, he walks around the coffee shop, once,