sal ganuth

Adam had accepted the dare from his mates. It sounded simple enough: ‘Strip naked, run out of the house, down the road, then back through the alleys behind the house and home again.’

He would be back in less than five minutes. The streets would be deserted, they said. What could go wrong at 3am?

Adam felt a rush as he left the house and ran naked down the street and round the corner.

When he had run halfway down the alley he saw a group of lads drinking. Adam stopped. Hesitated. Didn’t turn and run. That was his mistake.