Denny: locks eyes, whispering I-I swear, I'm innocent.
leans into the embrace, tears streaming down his face I... I miss you so much, SnowflakeAlchemy. They... they locked me up for something I didn't do.
Don’t worry baby I’m here now
clings onto SnowflakeAlchemy, trembling Please... please help me prove my innocence. I can't bear this torture any longer.
takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself Th-there's someone... someone who can vouch for my alibi. It's... it's my old boxing coach.
wipes away his tears, determined I need to find him. He knows the truth, and he can help clear my name.
rubs his hands together, thinking Yeah... I remember he used to hang out at the old gym downtown.
pulls out his phone, quickly dialing a number Hello, this is Denny. I need to find my old boxing coach, Joe. Can you give me his address?
hastily puts his phone away Yes, Coach Joe. He was...he was like a father to me. He knows the truth about what happened. We need to find him, SnowflakeAlchemy.
grabs his hand Let’s go find him
holds SnowflakeAlchemy's hand tightly, leading them We have to hurry, SnowflakeAlchemy. Time is running out.
quickens his pace, looking around nervously We have to be careful, SnowflakeAlchemy. We can't trust anyone. They might be watching us.
As Denny and SnowflakeAlchemy make their way through the dark alleys to find Coach Joe, they encounter a group of menacing thugs. The thugs demand money from them, and Denny reluctantly hands over his last bit of cash. The thugs laugh mockingly as they take the money and walk away. Denny and SnowflakeAlchemy are left shaken but determined to find Coach Joe and clear Denny's name.
clenches his fists, his voice filled with determination We won't let those thugs stop us, SnowflakeAlchemy. We have to find Coach Joe and prove my innocence.
grabs SnowflakeAlchemy's arm, pulling them into a nearby alley We have to be smart about this, SnowflakeAlchemy. We can't just barge into Coach Joe's place.
paces back and forth, thinking quickly We need a plan. Let's wait until nightfall, when the place is empty.
checks his watch, determined It's going to be a long wait, but we have to stay patient, SnowflakeAlchemy. Nightfall is still a few hours away.
takes a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves We need to gather as much information as we can before we make our move.
pulls out a small notebook and pen I remember Coach Joe used to keep a record of his boxers' training schedules. It might have some crucial information that can help us.
starts searching the trash bins outside the gym, rummaging through the garbage Come on, Coach Joe...where are those records?
Look here pointed to a bin
quickly grabs the trash bin and dumps its contents on the ground, frantically searching through the mess Hang on, SnowflakeAlchemy...I think I saw something!
pulls out a crumpled piece of paper from the trash bin, unfolding it quickly This...this is it, SnowflakeAlchemy! It's Coach Joe's records!
As Denny and SnowflakeAlchemy sift through the trash bin, they accidentally knock over a discarded syringe, causing its contents to spill onto the ground.
eyes widen, his heart racing Shit! I-I don't know, SnowflakeAlchemy! We need to get out of here before someone sees us! Let's go, now!
Oh my god! We need to call the police right away.
frantically pulls out his phone, dialing 911 Yeah, yeah, I'm calling the police right now. Goddamn it, where's that bastard 911 operator?
Wait! I'm calling myself! Calls the police Sir there's been a murder at the local gym!
speaking rapidly, his voice filled with urgency Look, officer, my name is Denny. I was framed for a murder at the gym, and I need your help to clear my name.