4.9

Cori slipped her hand deftly into her bag. There wasn't anything in there. All the care she had put into packing her bag was undone. Luckily, the door was unlocked and all her things were still on the table in the entryway. She picked them up and placed them carefully into her bag again: toothpaste, moist towlettes, lipstick, credit cards, cash, two small figures of the buddha, phone, key. She walked out the door and onto the street. There he was again, looking at her. She slipped her hand deftly into her bag. There wasn't anything there. She thought about waking up, but luckily, the door was unlocked and all her things were still on the table in the entryway.