Ramblings of a madman
"WHY HELLO THERE"... "DONT BE AFRAID COME ON IN" you look at the man infront of you his long shaby hair tied into a ponytail, that pointy beak of a nose about ready to stab someone's eye out, speaking of eye his only good one burning a hole into you as his glass one lears of to the left. "here let me get your coat its soaking wet" Unwillingly you let him have at your coat and as he hung it up you can't help but notice his atier (getup) Long white labcoat with blotchy spots of red and green...
Fantasy