Let's all write a book that never ends.

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Okay so this has been in head for a while now. What Im thinking is we all write a paragraph, but as many as you like, introduce characters, plot twist, etc.. but it has to feed off of what's above you. So what's up, you down to do this?

Ya'll go first then I'll join in, I hope you do too,

Who's gonna start us off?
 
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"It was an illusion, don't you see?"
Robert snapped out of his train of thought. "I'm sorry, what?" He muttered back, embarrassed .

Robert's friend Tony began to babble on again about some book he had read the other day. Robert nodded, saying the appropriate comments at the appropriate times, acting as a good friend would.

But, what really caught Robert's attention was the man in the Yellow tweed jacket at the End of the Street who had not For a moment taken his eyes off of a young woman at a market stall across the road.

The man was unkempt, his stubble barely distinguishable from the start of a beard, and his pants looked as if he had found them in the trash.

He was chewing something vigorously, and passing some indistinguishable object from his left hand to his right, and then back to his left again. Once in a while he would look at it, raise it up and look between it and the woman, but then, as if he realize what he was doing, he would shove it back in his pocket before beginning to play with it again a few moments later.
 
Sarina was hurriedly trying to find all the ingredients she needs for dinner that night. She was running late already, only had a few hours until her guest would arrive. She was distracted though by the strange feeling that she was being watched, it wasn’t the first time this week she had felt like this. Looking around her she doesn’t see anything out of the ordinary but the feeling just won’t leave her.
 
Robert soon begins to notice the worried glances of Serena. Although he doesn't know her, he feels worried for her safety. Then, out of the blue Serena locks eyes with the Man in the Yellow tweed jacket.

And then she looks away.

What?! She didn't do anything. She acted as if nothing. was there at all. Didn't she see him? A cold feeling rises in the pit of Robert's stomach. He grabs his friend Tony's shirt sleeve. Earnestly he pleads: "There! Do you see him? Do you see the Man in the Yellow tweed jacket!?"

Tony looks back at Robert bewildered
 
Sarina can’t shake the feeling that something isn’t right, but looking around she doesn’t notice anything out of the ordinary. She shakes her head and purchases the last of her groceries. She turns from the stall and hurries down the road. As she walks she catches the eye of a man looking at her with concern on his face. She looks around herself again, what can he see?
 
Robert knows something's wrong. He feels... On edge every time he looks at the yellow tweed jacket man. It's almost as if he can smell him from the End of the Street. The sickly smell of rotting roses. The man in yellow begins to follow the young woman, and Robert forgets all about his friend, leaving him behind as he lets himself be pulled in by this strange mystery
 
Sarina walks towards the man sensing he is somehow involved in how she is feeling. The closer she gets to him the more she feels the need to speak to him. She begins to walk faster, watching his face, seeing his eyes dart between her and something behind her.
 
A sudden dread wells up inside Sarina. She doesn't know why, but she feels like she must rush to the young man who glances at her worriedly. She begins to walk quickly towards him and then breaks into a run, trying not to scream.
 
Robert grasps Sarina by her shoulders and looks into her eyes,”are you ok?” He asks. “Who is the man that is that man?” Sarina spins around to see the man this stranger is talking about, but there is no one following her, “what man?” She asks. Robert lifts his arm to point out the man in yellow, “him” . Sarina follows to where he is pointing, but there is no man there.
 
Robert blinks. Surely the man was just there?!

But he's gone now. Somehow, as soon as they touched, the man in yellow disappeared. Even the smell was gone! How is this possible? Robert turns to Sarina, stumbling to figure out what to say to her
 
Sarina pulls away from him, what is he talking about, why is he looking so bewildered? She doesn’t know what to do. She thinks that she should run from him but something is telling her that she needs to stay with him.
 
I need to sit down for a moment...
And he does. Sarina sits down as well and stares at him, worried.
I...I've seen that man before...
 
Before either of them could say anything, a man in a long trench coat approached, seemingly from nowhere. He wore a nicely pressed slimfit suit, and a long grey trenchcoat hung from his broad shoulders. His face... wait, he had the head of a dog! Yes, why his head was a british bulldog head with a monacle.

He spoke: "Good day sir and Madame. My master has asked me to fetch you to a rather important meeting of the Maudlin Group for a Boring Tomorrow. Come now."
 
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