Man Sits At Bus Stop With Wedding Dress Every Day, Then A Stranger Asks Why

Out of breath

Kevin bent over, hands on his knees, gasping for breath as sweat dripped from his forehead onto the ground. He scanned the small enclosed space again and again, hoping to find some sign of the old man, but there was nothing — no movement, no echo of footsteps, no white dress flickering in the shadows. It felt as if the man had simply vanished into thin air.