Gosh, Canada was a lot colder than the U.S. You felt like you just might die out here in the freezing cold. You breath was visible in the air as you walked back to your hotel from the bus stop.

Suddenly, someone pulled over in a car. He was old, and he looked at you in a way that just creeped you out from horn to hoof.

Hey, sweetheart. Need a ride?

His voice was sultry and made every nerve on your body stand, telling you to run. But you stayed put and softly declined. Then he followed you. Little did you know that you had another follower on foot behind you.

When he parked and started to get out of the car, that's when your mysterious follower showed up. He stood in front of you, towering over your head, but protecting you.

She said she didn't want a ride, pervert. Buzz off. I don't want to get physical, but I sure will.