As he looks from the window, he notices the sun began to set. Such a beautiful sight he thought to see a town that was once blanketed in light to be covered in darkness the next, for he was a man of the night. He wouldn’t dare step into a world that was unknown to him. All he knows is darkness, as it is all what he is. As the moon shines through his window, he knows that it is time. He grabs his coat while walking out the door and puts on his charm. Thinking what kind of people he’ll meet, what kind of life’s he’ll destroy tonight. “That’s all what darkness does,” he said to himself over and over again, “That’s all that it’s meant for.” Every time he said it, it just became unclear. Was this what he was meant for? As he was walking down the street pushing his long dark hair away from his face, he stopped in front of a store window to straighten up his long black trench coat. Looking down at his ripped jeans and scuffed up boots “Man, do I need new clothes,” he thought.