There was definitely something that had been following Maia the whole day after she had left that frozen spot. A scary, itching feeling that had her looking around at her surroundings every five minutes. She had left that spot with a sinking feeling, goosebumps appearing under her skin the further she was separated form her savior. She arrived to class a couple of minutes late, cursing the man in her head in order to send him straight to hell. Throughout the class she had to stay bent over, head and shoulders on it as her arms clutched her aching stomach. Cramps got worse, mood went down a notch and her professors weren’t cutting her some slack either. She would occasionally wish to be back in her apartment with her weird roommate and sleep the rest of the day and night off. That caused he
