I like to run at night. The air just seems fresher, my head feels clearer, there are fewer idiots in my way. I’m naturally athletic, but running is what keeps me in shape. I’m already an attractive guy, 6’2, neatly trimmed beard, full head of luscious brown hair, lightly tanned skin, piercing blue eyes. I’m a real catch, and an incessant flirt. I can never stick to one woman. I just get bored. And I guess boredom is what brought me to this fateful night. I was tired of my regular running route, so on a whim I decided to take a detour through some neighborhood I’d never been to…