Discovering the Uknown

I don't why but something inside of me would not let me leave. Usually I'd know my boundaries, but something about the stranger made me want to stay and help him in every way possible. Without thinking I reached up and touched his forearm. My jaw dropped. It was hot to touch like somebody's forehead would be if they had a fever even though he was only wearing a flannel shirt in the middle of Vermont's winter. At the same time that my skin touched his his body relaxed and his skin temperature began to drop. I stared at him in disbelief. Kye was right. Something wasn't right at all.