
Itisevening.Tarekisseventeenyearsoldandisonhiswaytoseehisfriends,whohaveaskedhimonthetelephonetopassbytheparkfirstandbuyafewgramsofdope:nothingmuch,justenoughforsomefun.Theboybuysthestuffinthedarkpark,butwhenheemergesfindsthatsomeonehasseenhim:apolicemaninplainclothes,sittinginhisowncar.Themancouldsimplyconfiscatethehash,intimidatehimalittleandthenlethimgo,orhecoulddecidetotakehimtothestationandcallhisparents.Butheoptsforneitherofthesethings.Hetellstheyoungmantogetinthecarandstartstheengine.Wheredoeshewanttotakehim?Thepolicemanisambiguous,mysterious.Whatdoeshewantfromtheteenager?Tarekisincheck,hecan’tjustleave.Thepolicemanmakeshimstaywithhimthewholenight,drivingaroundinapparentlyaimlessfashion,stoppingfirstinoneplace,theninanother.Ifatcertainmomentsheseemskindandunderstanding,atothershedisplaysamenacingside.Slowlyitbecomesclearthatheisnotwell.Hisbrainisinoverdrive,it’sarunawaytrainwithnobrakes...AndTarekisonthistrainwithhim.


