As the first sun rose to mid-morning it winked over the skyline, Nico, with hands in her pockets, kicked a rock as she walked the shadowed streets of Plᴂtuo. She passed a particularly dirty alley when a long deep barely audible moan came from a pile of trash. Nico walked into the alley to investigate the origin of the unique noise. In the silence she lost the path, but then from under the farthest heap came a burst of yellow and blue light. Nico quickened her pace, knowing her destination, and then dropped to her knees next to the pile of trash. She pushed the trash aside when there was another moan. A man’s body become revealed under Nico’s efforts, and she began moving the trash quicker. Had it been later in the day, surely, the sound would’ve been inaudible, she thought. When the man’s body was completely freed from the trash Nico cradled him in her arms; he looked very familiar to her eyes. Quickly, she looked around the debris for materials to create a makeshift cot. There weren’t pieces large enough make a study vessel, so placing the body down Nico rummaged through her bag. She pulled out three candles, placed them in a tight pyramid, and used a thumb flick to light them. Nico said a quick prayer calling the refuse to gather under the man, lift him, and followed her back home.