"Dopn't move, don't speak, don't even breath if you cna help
it." a stangly furmilliar voice wisphers. THe person draps his
cloak over the both of you and pulls into the darkest part of the
ally. "WHich wya?" the girl runs by. neither of you move for
a long time, unjtill the girl come raceing by again then you realise
you don't know where Jamtart is." oph no." you mumbel. the
person lets you go and stands. It is the person in black again.
"you!" you exclaim shacking the changing pendent in his
face. "Explain."