I was once told a story. Supposedly it's true. If it had a shred of credibility, does anyone have an explanation? A boy in his mid teens was attending a small town festival at night with some friends. He had been drinking as it was a party, during it's course there was some scuffles and people got seperated. Being in a town near his, but not his own he had no clue where anyone was or where to go, he was utterly lost in a throng of people. Alot of drunk and fighting people. Looking around, an old man was standing in the middle of the side street off to his side. From the description, it stood out, as the man was standing motionless staring at the boy. As the two observed each other, the man then turned to his right and walked off into the night. In his place was left a black cut out of where the man had been standing. The cut out then turned to it's left and went the opposite direction through a yard. The boy was enthralled by this most unusual circumstance, felt magnetized to whatever this was, and where it was going, like he had to follow. If the boy fell behind, it would wait for just enough distance before continuing on. It climbed over fences, and up a fire escape, then in through a window. As the boy came in through the window, there sat his friends, all at their uncles place of residence. They exclaimed, how did you find us, and what the hell are you doing coming in the fire escape? Motionless and staring the boy answered, I don't know. I really don't know. I'm not sure what to make of it. The person doesn't typically tell stories, it seemed extremely out of their character. Does anything fictional/non-fictional come to mind in any relation?