Bab 98: Terence gone

In a remote village somewhere in Europe, a middle-aged man was humming a tune and was going on his way to tend to his fields. He passed through a man who was sitting on the bench outside his village. Tom was living his life contently as a farmer. He has no dream of riches, nor any ambitions.

The man was a little odd for the normal folks living around here. As the village was small everyone knew everyone so an outsider like him was easy to spot. He was wearing a long overcoat and hat and was busy with his phone on the bench.

As Tom passed through him, suddenly he looked up and their eyes met. Tom casually nodded to him while he too smiled warmly to him. Tom quickly fished out his Phone from his old jeans and pressed two buttons but before he could do something more, suddenly he was shoved hard from behind making the phone fell from his hands. The phone slipped from his hand as it broke down.