"Headquarters. I found a suspicious man with a mask on his face. When checking his identity, he fled in the southwest direction ... Headquarters, I repeat..."
The calling machine in the police car rang, again and again, bringing all the police cars out in search of the suspicious man with the mask.
At this moment, the man was hiding in a cubicle in the washroom. He took off the mask on his face. Since he could not see his face, he reached out to touch the skin on his cheeks.
At that moment, he did not feel anything. His fingers seemed to have touched the tree bark, covered with potholes and protruding tree trunks. He closed his eyes and took out the hat and scarf he had prepared to cover his face. Then he put on his sunglasses and walked out.
Outside, the traffic was heavy and people were coming and going. For the first time, he stood helplessly at the noisy street corner. He was surrounded by the dazzling world.