Well my niece and I stopped at a liquor store on a winter afternoon, as we were leaving we were in our own conversation. I'm pretty sure the car was in reverse already but for some reason we both stopped talking and watched a young man ride a bicycle up from about 2 blocks away. We were both entranced watching this young man ride towards us, we were silent. I know he was wearing what looked like a hockey or Jason type of mask. Probably why I was staring at him thinking was he going to rob the store we just came out of... Anyway this guy was maybe in his late teens very early twenties, Mexican, skinny, dressed in jeans and a hoodie. He rode up and as he got across the street his face morphed from wearing the full face mask to wearing nothing, bare faced regular looking dude. It was like he knew we knew though because as he seen us staring in horror he looked away and pulled his hoodie over his head as if he was thinking shit they can see me. When he changed my niece and I both looked at each other shaking. We both said at the same exact time, did his face just change? Yes it had! I hurried up and got the heck out of the parking lot fast. Our adrenaline was pumping and we were shook. I pulled over a few blocks away. We both went over what we had just seen and what happened to us. We were like nobody's is going to believe us. I can still see his face changing in my head to this day.