The Mysterious Stranger

"Never mind that," Fred responded. "Look!"

Astra raised her gaze, and saw that he was pointing at a man who had come into view at the far end of the bridge. "According to our legends, the white clothes ought to imply that he is from the God of Love," Astra told Fred.

"And the black mask?" Fred asked.

"I suppose that the mask would imply that he isn't," Astra said.

"That's a lot of help!" Fred grumbled.

All this time the mysterious man had been drawing closer.

1. Then he spoke.
2. Then he removed his mask. Where his eyes should have been, there was an unbroken expanse of flesh!

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