You dash out of the house in a fury, running through the streets, and suddenly he’s there, smiling at you. Before you can yell anything, he drops two bills of money at your feet and cries, “Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you so much! You gave me more than enough! You are a life saver!” He nudges the money he’s brought. “I couldn’t risk taking more than this, but I had to repay you somehow. My name’s Blade. If you ever need any help at all, come find me. I live in that house.” He points to a brown house across the street. “…I’m Deneb,” you say, astonished, “Um…you’re welcome.” He grins happily and prances away. Dumbfounded, you look at where you are in town. The alleys are on your left, the way you came on your right. You guess that if you cut through the alleys, you can make it home before the storm that’s setting in. Already the snow is blowing colder and thicker.