Iceman Watch

A Story by Abishai100

Narrated 'claim' of stalker-fright and immediate Earthling reaction for sanity/securities cleats.

An inventive stalker tale.

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I called myself Iceman. was a junior-hockey coach in the Orange-State when I was stalked by a hockey-mask wearing antisocialite, a man of unknown ID and name, a man who made mark of me as a typical Selfie-culture 'face' for dodecahedrons. Follow along (Facebook-like!).

It was while I was blogging about sportsmanship lifestyle/fanfare/coaching in my Orange-State 'hostel-station' when the hockey-masked psycho started to stalk me, following me from the hotel parking-lot, while I was in my rented auto (Volvo), determined to make my Orange-State temp-stay at the hostel-station for peaceful sports writing a determinate Hell for photo-synthesis. I didn't know what to do (really!).

I didn't know what his agenda was (really!). I knew he'd been tracking me from my hotel. He was driving in a dark-blue van, this his hockey-mask on, and it was on despite the hours being day/night, and one night, when I scurried in my rented auto (Volvo) to a Royal Farms, looking to buy wings, he got out of the van, with his mask on, and waited for me to return to my auto in that parking-lot. I grabbed some water and a 9V consumer-battery to unfurl to make an electrocution-weapon of some variety, to shoo him away. It worked (Facebook-like!).