I saw it in his eyes. Cold, dead and not human. Examining and inquisitive. He creates chaos and watches it destroy everything good, everything meaningful. He sits and finds humor in this. Absolute evil. Not an evil even Falchuk and Murphy could muster up. An evil beyond which makes you uncomfortable.
I didn't know that I could pinpoint evil. But there he was. Standing behind me as I was opening the door. I am glad I didn't talk to him.
Fifteen minutes after I held the door for him, I saw him again walking towards his cab. Later I could feel him staring at me as he sat in his cab. I think about this two days after my run in.
