A Birthday of the Man in Dark?
Art Puzzle City Small Cache
It was a sunny Sunday morning - a bit fresh, but sunny.
I just had returned from a trip to the favourite bakery with croissants for breakfast. The wait outside the bakery (respecting the black and yellow striped lines) had been pleasant and reasonably short.
So I was ready for a cup of coffee with the family when the doorbell rang.
The lady from the post office bringing a package? On a Sunday morning?
The neighbours?
The gardener with another piece of decoration?
A banker selling a Lottery ticket?
I was wrong!
There he was: the Man in Dark! - How could I have forgotten about him and his face?
'Happy Birthday!', he said and handed me a birthday card.
'You know that time is relative - especially when you are confined. This is why I wanted to cheer you up a bit: See, I have put a candle for every time-frame'.
Having said this, he turned around - with his usual wicked smile and gone he was.