I was driving away from a gas station. Out of nowhere a guy in a suit comes running up to my mini van and starts yanking the door. As if he knew me, he began pleading "c"mon, LET ME IN." Luckily my doors were locked, I asked him who the hell he was through my window. He looked genuinely surprised that I wouldn't let him in. After I refused to let him in, his facial expression inverted; as if he just realized something horrible. He let go of my car, said something to the effect of "you're one of them, aren't you?" Then he ran away behind the gas station and into the woods. Full suit and tie, nice shoes, extremely frantic in nature, zero explanation. I'm praying it was some elaborate troll or meth or something, because the look in that man's eyes was pure terror when I didn't let him in.