Maria

I came home from work one day and it's still daylight.

I park the car, I get out and I look up and he's standing under this tree, which is maybe a car lengths away, having a cigarette.

And he's got like one leg crossed over the other one, just leaning on the tree and looking at me.

And it took me a minute to register that it's him.

And I'm like, what the hell is he doing here?

But after like a couple of seconds, I realized he wasn't as solid as a normal person.

He wasn't transparent, but he wasn't completely solid.

My brain is trying to process that this is actually happening.

And then he waves at me, just sort of indicating, like, see ya kind of thing.

And then he literally disappeared.

He just is there, and then he's not there.

It was just very surrealistic.

I felt shaky and my heart's racing, and it just sort of set my whole nervous system like crazy.

And so I just sort of ran to my apartment, closed the door, and just breathed for a few minutes until my heart rate slows.

And then I felt this sadness.

because he can't be alive and also show up here as a not really solid being.

But I feel like I need to know.

So I call Jeff and say, like, have you heard from Pete?

And he goes, oh my gosh, so I just heard that this happened.

He found out that the marshals or whatever were chasing him had found him in this hotel room.