The sky is now a blanket of darkness, dotted with stars. You walk along the deserted streets, looking at the light streaming from the windows onto the pavement, and seeing your breath mist up in the cold night air. You can hear the soft sound of people laughing drunkenly. You push open the door to the inn, and sit down at the bar next to a young man. The enemy. But, he doesn’t seem that bad.. maybe it’s because he doesn’t know you’re on the opposite side, maybe he’s just genuinely nice..