You’ve passed this yard before but have never seen the chicken. You wonder if there’s a rooster. Those poor neighbors. Then the chicken jumps onto the fence post. He’s right in your face. He looks mean. You panic and run down the street. A block away there are a few shops. You see an open door and run in. You’ve never been in this shop. You think maybe it sells crystals.

Your breathing starts to slow down and you look around. There no one here and not much for sale. There’s a counter in the middle of the store. You approach it. Still no one. There’s nothing on it except for two items. A greeting card with some money and a weird penguin mug half full of a red drink.