The school girls walked past Daryl's factory every day.

He would hide behind the low wall and wolf whistle or shout rude remarks

One day his abuse stopped with a hard clunk on the back of his head.

He awoke in a neon lit room laying on a trolley bed. Blinking he stared at the young faces smiling menacingly back at him.

Swinging his legs he jumped to the floor, feeling unbalanced he looked down.......