He came, he saw, and he leftt.

Who was that masked man?
I believe it was a Sunday night. Yes a Sunday night when we use to attend church on Sunday morning and Sunday night back in the 1960s. And by the way we also attended church on Wednesday nights as well just to clarify things.
But anyway, it seemed the pews were full. An almost full house. We had just had our pre-sermon songs and prayers and were settled in to listening to our assistant minister’s evening words of truth. The listeners were pretty much focused on the theme of the preacher’s gleanings from the scriptures.
Suddenly then, a man in a gray suit burst into the rear foyer door and appeared harried and in a hurry with a most serious look on his face. He was wearing a dark pair of wraparound sunglasses. A clean-shaven man with neatly combed black hair. But his expression was that of a person seeking if not revenge but intending to capture someone an bring harm on him or her. He briskly walked forward down the center church aisle glancing his head back and forth as if looking for someone. Possibly looking for someone crouched down and hiding.
But all the while the preacher kept on preaching as if transfixed into his sermon. Plus, the church people watched this man make his way down the aisle but did not respond nor say anything to the mystery man.
Once the mystery man came to the front of the auditorium , he dashed out the side exit leaving all of us in wonderment. Who was that guy? What did he want. Who was he looking for? To this date no one knows.
In retrospect, he could have been a ‘hitman’ looking for his prey or possibly and hopefully a plain clothed police officer chasing down a criminal. Or some suspected he was looking for a runaway kitten. What do you think? He certainly didn’t bother to explain his barging in and surveying the church attendees. Again, poof, he was gone.