As she was walking,she felt as if she was not alone.Even though it was the middle of the night,she could here faint footsteps creeping in the puddles.She glanced over her shoulder and gasped.It was an old man with a spyglass.His long,dark,loomy robes billowed from a gust of frosty air.He stared at her,sweeping his long silver hair away.Penelope reconized him at once.She started running,so did he.Penelope ran as fast as she could,never turning back.No one took notice of her.Then she started screaming,yelling until she turned to her left to find her self in an alley.She looked down at her frost-bit hands and found that the paper in her hand was gone.If anyone in the wrong hands got to it,as she was refering to the old man,she could'nt bare to think of it.That man was her grandfather,who was a cruel,vile,man.He wanted to destroy the town we lived in.Everyone was trying to evacuate the city,losing hope every step ofthe way.The paper she held was the key to his plan.The one piece of information he loned to have.It was a map of the city.She wondered.Had she lost him?She turned around to see the spyglass he held.Without that,he had nothing to sell to become rich.She took it,and chased the piece of paper down the street.Once she caught up to it,she clutched it in her hands and went over to the trainstation.She had no money to pay for the ride,so she secretly slipped in the back of the train.Te train started it's way.It was time for her to escape from the treacheries of the world.