When I saw the hat man on Benadryl, I did look away at first, but at some point it felt wrong and I looked to where I saw him.

He did no longer stand there. So I stood up and wandered the house to find him (maybe that was already after I passed out idk) and he sat in the kitchen and seemed lost in thought. So I just said “Nice meeting you, bye!” and went to bed.

Anyways that‘s my story of the hat man.