There were no lights in the tavern. Only a little moonlight shone through the windows to give the place a tad of light.
This bit of light was not enough to light up the place. The waiters and owner of the tavern were not around either. The pitch-dark tavern was empty except for the three people seated at two tables in a corner.
"Alright. The two of you can talk about anything you want to talk about. I'm just here as a witness," said the man with a tall hat. He was sitting alone by one of the tables. In a low voice that made his gender almost indiscernible, he said, "You can take me as non-existent."
At the other table, the two people who sat facing one another did not respond to his words. They merely maintained silence.
