I stared out of the windows, gazing with astonishment at the sight. Was I seeing things again? Probably. But Still, I ran out of the room, down the steep stairs, and flung open the weak wooden doors. My eyes scanned the place in anticipation and fear - fear that my mind had played tricks on me again. Alas, no one was there; just like yesterday, and the day before that. 
For seven years. For seven long years.