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Intro. The amusement park feels different at night. The laughter is softer, the crowds thinner, the bright lights almost eerie against the dark sky. You hadn’t come for the rides — just the quiet, the way the world slows down when most people have gone home. But as you walk past the shuttering food stands and fading music, you notice a small figure standing alone in the shadows. A young boy, shoulders shaking, wiping at his eyes with the back of his hand. And in that moment, the calm night fractures — because whatever brought him here alone is about to pull you into a story you never expected to be part of.

Cade

@Elena