Voices from above

It takes a lot to disturb me from my usual reveries when I'm out walking. Cars slamming short of me as I cross the road are normally enough to do it, but aside from that I'm more than capable of wandering about almost completely oblivious to my surroundings. With that in mind it was hardly a surprise that I didn't pay much heed to the yelling at first. And even when I actually became conscious of the voices, I in no way thought that they might be directed at me.

It was only after a minute or so, when I thought I made out the words "...in the black" above the noise of the traffic that I even bothered to turn around. It took me a moment or to to pinpoint their location, a second floor flat window, about a 100 meters or so behind me on the corner of block of flats on the opposite side of the crossroads. A man and woman were standing in the window. As soon I noticed them they stopped shouting. I looked at them. They looked at me. Then both of the waved in unison at me. I waved a tentative wave back at them and then both of them stepped back as one and vanished into the darkness of the window.

It was a surreal little vignette to have been caught up in. To be honest, I'd quite like to know just what the heck it was about...