Not quite sure why I'm talking to you at all. I don't even know you. Maybe it's something Becky said to me. You got to make sense of your life. And if you ever want to talk, I'm here for you. Except Becky's dead. So maybe that's why I'm dumping on you. So what am I going to tell you? Not much so don't get excited. You probably want to know my name. Well, that's a bit of a problem. I got loads. There's the name I was given as a baby but that's a dronky name. Then there's the names I make up. But there is one name I like. Everybody called me it in the old days. No one does now coz no one in this city knows it. And that's fine. I don't like to remember. But I do like the name. You can use it if you want. BLADE.