A young man was walking down a deserted street late at night on his way home from a club. It was raining steadily, so he turned up the collar of his jacket. Just then he heard a strange noise. Bump, bump, bump. It seemed to be coming from behind, so he turned round and through the rain was able to make out the faint outline of a box following him down the street. Bump, bump, bump. As the box got closer, he could see that it was a coffin. Bump, bump, bump. By now he was getting a little spooked, …