Was it your funhouse reflection?
I climbed the other hill yesterday, i was really tired, cause i did some moves that made my rusty body work again xD
When i reach a garden above, i sat in a stone chair at the side of a store (that has been up there for around 30 years) and it was closed... the people was packing and then a old lady comes closer to me and says: "what do you need here?"
I look at her, still breathing hard, say: "just... sit... here"
The old woman replies: "Thing is, you can't sit here cause we're leaving and this place needs to be cleaned before we leave".
I look the place, is clean already xD despite of that, i say: "ok... give me... minutes".
She interrupts me: "if you want to sit, at that side there's more sit, go there"
Me keeps silent, just breathing. While i look to that side that she pointed to me, like 25 seconds pass, and then i stood-up to see again to the side of the store, there was a fat guy coming to me, i look at him, he stops his track, and then i just leave to walk the garden to gain my speed throttle, and then think a thing, and come closer to the store again.
"Madame, a question, which time do you close?"
She, alone, yells something that i didn't get and answers me: "it's already closed". Appears another guy to back her, like watching the situation.
Me: "I know that, just to know the closing time".
She: "What other question do you have?"
Me: "Hmm, the open time would be good to know"
She: "Hmm, i can't tell you that" *she lowers her head and starts to talk like to herself* "cause there's sometimes when we open later or earlier"
Me: "So you can't give me an approx time, like 9am, or 10am, or 11am"
She talks to the guy watching: "Get him out" *walks away*
The guy comes closer to me, says: "so we can't help you anymore"
Me: "i guess you close at 8:30pm, right?"
He: "Yes"
Me: "and you can't tell me at what hour do you open, then..."
He: *kind of frigthened* "yep"
Me: "Ok, thank you" *start descending*
I suppose they were robbed sometime, and must admit the thougth of insulting the lady cross my mind, and the automatically reception of one of my self-forced rules: "respect the old, cause they're weaker and wiser than you" made my mind to change to to other reasons, like killing

nah, joking.
Well, that happened

Ok, got to read moar Medaka.