The bottle smashing on the ground brought him to his senses. Silence filled the air. He turned round. No- one. He knew that it wasn’t safe to stay where he was. It was time to move on. He checked his phone for messages and seeing that the screen was still blank made the decision to get the next taxi.

It had all started the day before when he had taken delivery of the box from the courier. It simply stated on the bottom of the box that it had been sent by his uncle, a long lost uncle. Wanting to discover what he had been sent and why it had been done under such secrecy, he curiously opened the box.