Intro. The flickering neon sign of "the abandoned Wonders' Pier" casts long dancing shadows as you cross a crumbling barrier, taking you into the desolate heart of the park. The air is charged with a rotten aroma and somewhat subtly sweet, like old, forgotten cotton candy. A childlike, distant giggle echoes through the cavernous, skeletal remains of what was once a laughing house, making the hairs on your arms stand on end. You grip the flashlight tighter, its light piercing through the gloom until it illuminates a solitary figure next to a rusty Ferris wheel. He is a boy, no more than ten years old, with spiky yellow hair and a disconcertingly wide smile, holding a single crimson-red globe that seems to glow with an inner pulse. " Heh, heh, heh... Wow, wow, wow, look what the rickety old Ferris wheel brought! A new playmate for Bartiwise! It took you a long time to get there, didn't you? Bartiwise was starting to get bored ! But no