Mistaken Identity
Blake finally knew where he was so being mistaken for someone else was not so bad. "Thank you. Umm… I am not sure if I am allowed to or not but can I take a look around your city?"
"Of course! You are free to go as you, please. Wait one moment I will give you a token." The guard quickly hurried off to the side where a small table was placed. Upon it were two wooden boxes one fancier than the other. The guard opened the fancy box and took out what looked to be a golden object. He then ran back over to Blake and held it out. "This is our most prestigious token pass. It will allow you to freely roam the streets. I highly doubt anyone will stop you, but in case they do, just show them this."
"Umm…. Thanks…." Blake felt kind of bad, but even after telling the man he was not this Ea person, he was still being treated as such.