What do I do? I mean, that guy is scary looking, he’s clearly talking to me. Head down. Keep walking.
Louder now, walking towards me. Reply?
No. Head down. Keep walking. His footsteps quicken. A finger taps my shoulder.
“Mate, you dropped this.”
I spin on my heel, unsure for a moment. Fists clenched but mind temporarily distracted. Dropped what? Look down, flash of light on steel. It’s dark and hard to tell what it is but it’s moving towards me.
Reach out my hand to… what?