The Bearded Man

The two of you do not speak a word,
the bearded man affixes his unblinking gaze upon you for what seems like an eternity as you sip your drink,
before he gets up and with arms outstretched, he ascends the stairs.
You realise that he is blind.
After he leaves, you finally take in your surrounding.

Your muscles freeze and your bones chill, as you take in the sight of a bloody trench coat hanging by the door.