Rapidly, there was a scream from one of the dwellings in the alleyway. “oih, what are you staring at?” A crooked, old face frowned out from a window at Pipkin. Tucking himself into a shadow, his heart thumping faster than normal, Pipkin was shocked and froze. Something was now thumping down the street towards him. He could hear it dragging itself towards the vintage supermarket. Shadows moved. A azure blue, pus-filled eye glared.