Hercule Poirot - First Entrance
Jul. 17th, 2016 09:49 amThe little man enters the Bar. He's about 5-4, on the pudgy side, his egg-shaped head tilted to one side. He walks a bit slowly, but does not his walking stick. His three-piece grey suit is the height of fashion circa 1928, his shoes are shined to a gleaming perfection, and his waxed mustaches almost match.
And the man? He is confused.
"I am not where I should be.
"I should not be here at all."
Not considering the last thing he remembers is the last beat of his heart.
And the man? He is confused.
"I am not where I should be.
"I should not be here at all."
Not considering the last thing he remembers is the last beat of his heart.

