I just finished my backpack, I took off at 20h00. As usual, I'm stressed even if it's my tenth long-distance.
I checked out my room, suddenly I shivered, feelings like someone brush my cheek. I resumed as if nothing happenned and
I brough back my key at the reception. I walked around the street, fully stressed out. Checking my back often and each corner of the street.
Sun was setting, I perceived one shadow with humans curves. I ran away, even if I'm 25, my feelings go over me sometimes but I was pretty sure that was a human. I took a taxi towards SFO. Done all the check out and took my seat.
During the flight, I watched a film "Fight Club", I felt a second shiver but this time it was "a sweet touch".
I knew that I was stressed but I felt followed by someone or something.
I landed in New York, exhausted. I jumped in a taxi,then in my bed at the hotel.