Galloping horse

The man looked more like Lothar, like an older version. He could easily pass for Lothar’s father. She would have thought him to be Lothar’s father if she did not know that he was already dead. Why so much resemblance?

The man was also staring directly at her. Having been caught looking, Angela thought the man would take his eyes away immediately but instead, he picked his cup that held wine and raised it to her. A wide smile grazed his full lips when her eyes widened a tiny fraction.

"Are you okay, Angela?" Amber asked when she saw that Angela was lost staring in a certain direction.

Angela took her eyes off the man who looked so much like Lothar to give amber a forced smile. She nodded, "Yes, I'm fine. I just…" Angela trailed off in shock when she returned her eyes back to where the man was seated and the chair was empty. The cup the man held up to her was not there either.

Angela blinked once, then twice but still, the chair and table was empty. Where had the man gone or had she j