“Did you hear about the rapist the police caught three nights ago?”

I paused in the act of turning up the volume on my ipod to drown out the women seated behind me and listened.

“Oh my god. What happened?”

“So Tuesday night, the police got a call about some weird guy in the neighborhood. When they get there, the guy’s on top of some poor girl. The cops get him but the girl- she’s totally catatonic. Like no response. The worst part is he escaped from the back of the police car.”

“What! No way. That’s supposed to be impossible.”

“The guy slid the cuffs off like it was nothing and just opened the door.”

“That’s crazy. Wait, how did you hear all this?”

“You know Danny? Well, he’s been drinking pretty steadily for the last two nights, and after the fifth beer, the same story has come out. He calls him the Walking Man. The weird part is the guy’s been seen before, and not just here either. According to Danny, the Walking Man has been sighted in every state. They thought he was an urban legend until Tuesday.”