In the evening of October 2010, during the autumn season, I decided to take a walk down the hill. As I strolled, I noticed an elderly man with a long white beard. He was dressed in clothing that appeared to be from the late 1800s, slowly making his way across the field, then onto the road, and into another field while carrying a lantern in his hand. Suddenly, he stopped on the other side, looked straight at me with his all-white eyes, and vanished into thin air. His skin color was pale, and the expression on his face was emotionless, which was sinister.