Mental note: next time, kick balls harder. For now, though, I have to concentrate. The way I came isblocked by a grinning bald man lumbering towards me with hands out. The other way it is. A fewcorners and the smell hits me, rancid and stinking like …
Behind me, I hear shouts, footsteps.
Run, run, run, run. As fast as you can, don’t stop, don’t even think of stopping.
Mental note: go back in time and start exercising regularly.
This isn’t at all funny. Maybe I’m just delirious with danger, with thoughts of what’s going to happenif they catch me.
Something scurries the opposite direction. I squint through the gloom: half the lights in this buildingare out, the other half are on their last legs, flickering like they could go out at any moment. It’s likeI’m sprinting th
