Sunday, October 10, 2010

Fun tales of London - The scary man

Chapter 1.
My trip to London started last Tuesday as I jumped on a train at 17:33 to my sister in Gothenburg.
The week before a girl, Elin, disappeared in Gothenburg and was found murdered the day on my arrival.
On the seat across from me a young man, 25-33 something, sat down and acted very strange, nervous. He sat and stared at himself with a smirk the whole trip, and sometimes looked at me. I decided to make it appear like I was supposed to get off on an earlier station then mine. As he sew me getting ready he went completely still then started to rub his fingers. He freaked me out!

I was about to text my husband a description of him (if I was found murdered the next morning) as I noticed he had red and black striped socks. But then I sew it was only on one foot. The other had a purple and white non striped sock. That freaked me out even more since he was far from the hip stylish guys and more of a nerd from out of town with un-hip clothes.
As he noticed me not getting off he seemed calmer, and smirked once again.

I decided to let him step out first so I started to move in one direction, as he immediately started walking that way. Then I changed ways, and he turned around and walked my way.
Out on the platform I started walking very fast with him after me. Then I suddenly stopped to fake I needed to find something in my bag. He slowed down, and I could see him getting anxious when he passed me, looking over his shoulder. I started to walk again, and made a very clear turn to show I was about to enter a store. He was just in front of me, still looking over his shoulder, and picked up on my quick direction change ways and changed ahead of me (you can understand he was wobbling all over in front of me to try to look as he was going the same direction). I walked almost up to the store, then changed again to move out of the station area. As I looked at him to let him know I new he was following me, he didn't get into the store, and just stood there. Of course he came my way again... I'm certain he's some kind of psychopath.
I gave him a good stare to really make him understand he was noticed. He was a real looser!
He finally went some other way.
I was soooo afraid he should jump on the same tram since I was supposed to walk by myself on a dark path where I never been before.
I was happy to find myself still alive as arriving to my sister Jenny.

will continue...