"What do you mean by strange people?" Jack looked at the old man with his brows furrowed.
He didn't take a puff from the cigarette, because he doesn't like it and gave it back to the old man.
"You don't smoke?" The Old Man smiled.
"That's not what's important." Jack looked at him seriously, he wanted to know as much useful information from the old man as he can before he disappears like the last time.
It was a matter of the safety of his girls and family, he didn't want any harm to befall them.
The old man laughed looking at his expression. "Don't be so serious. Ok, I will tell you." He took in another puff of the cigarette.
"I am listening." Jack nodded.
"I have met a few people in my life that had strange powers, I don't know where they get them from, however, I am sure that they don't get them from sentience." The old man said and took in a deep breath.
