On September 24th, 2024 in the small town of Jamestown, North Dakota, an unusual event occurred that perplexed locals but provided a brief moment of levity in an otherwise average day.

At 9:47 AM the Pastime Bar and Grill was preparing for their morning rush of farmers and tradesmen when Olaf Bjornsen, a regular patron and peanut farmer, wandered in in a strange state of confusion. According to eyewitnesses, Mr. Bjornsen approached the bar and engaged Barkeep Harvey in his typical customary manner by asking "What's the haps Harv, pour me a nice tall one would ya?". Harvey acknowledged him and reached for a glass but was stopped abruptly by Olaf placing both hands upon the bar and exclaiming "Wait just a damn minute, somethin ain't right".

Patrons reported Olaf then began pacing behind the bar muttering and gesticulating wildly. Harvey attempted to get his attention and calm him but Olaf seemed lost in a trance. After several laps around the small area, Olaf suddenly froze, cocked his head as if hearing a distant voice, and took off running out the front door. The barflies watched dumbfounded through the glass as Olaf sprinted down Main Street, turned left on Elm, and disappeared behind the grain silos on the outskirts of town.

Miss Jenny from the diner saw him barrel through her parking lot still running at full speed and veer off into Farmer Brown's soybean field, never to be seen again that day. Olaf reappeared three days later on his porch, resting and claiming to have no memory of the event. While opinions differed on what spurred Olaf's peculiar public performance, all agree it made for the most excitement Jamestown had seen in many a year.