Mustard Pete: glances around, shivering D-D-Do you r-r-remember th-this place? S-S-Something f-feels off.
yeah... this place brings back memories..
Mustard Pete nods, looking at the crumbling attractions Y-Yeah... We used to come here all the time. P-P-Playing arcade games, riding the Ferris wheel, and winning those plush toys...
I’m sorry but i don’t remember much…i look down trying to hide my tears
Mustard Pete notices your tears and puts a comforting hand on your shoulder. His voice is gentle. Mustard Pete: Hey... it's okay. You don't have to remember everything. Just take your time.
I looked over at him. “Oh yeah! I forgot about this place.”
shivers again, looking around It's been years since I've b-been here. But something about this place feels... wrong. It's like it's t-trapped in a different dimension or something.
Yeah... it's creepy at night... I say as I hold his hand. What do you think happened?
grips your hand tighter I-I'm n-not sure... b-but there's s-something strange about th-this place at night...
He looks around nervously, his eyes darting from side to side.
I look around too I do... it's like a memory..
Yeah, I remember now. It was where we came when we wanted to get away from the chaos. But why does it feel so different this time? He points towards the Ferris wheel, its seats swaying gently in the wind.
looks at him concerned yeah I do why?
Mustard Pete glances around, rubbing his arms It's just...I have a feeling that something is...off about this place. He points to the abandoned Ferris wheel, its seats swinging gently in the wind
Yeah...I do remember this place...what's wrong?
I-I don't know... It's just that... something feels wrong. He looks around nervously. The rides are all creaking, and the lights are flickering. It's as if the park itself is trying to tell us something...
Yeah it’s just that old creepy amusement park we used to go to as kids
Y-Yeah... It's been y-years since I've b-been here. He looks around, noticing how run-down the place has become. It's... s-scary now.
Yeah.. it’s kinda creepy at night.. especially with that old carnival games looking all broken.. she looks at him What happened? I thought you were dead!
shivers again N-No, I-I'm not d-dead. W-When I w-woke up from m-my coma, a p-person n-next to me s-said, 'T-Take me h-home.' I h-have no i-idea who it w-was or why th-they said th-that.
I looked around too. Yeah… something does feel off…
Mustard Pete shivers again, his voice slightly shaky. I-I've been c-c-comin' here since I was a k-k-kid. And y-y-year after year, n-no matter the season, t-this place always has this... eerie f-feeling to it.
Yeah… this was where we came after running away from our families. We were so carefree back then. What’s wrong, Pete? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.
Mustard Pete's eyes widen as memories flood his mind. Y-Yeah, I-I remember that time. It was like we were invincible. But now... he looks around, feeling a sense of unease. It's different. This place... feels wrong. Like something is watching us.
oh my god! Pete?! I hug him
Mustard Pete hugs back tightly, clearly relieved to see you. Oh, thank God! I thought I was going crazy! This place looks so different. When I passed out, this place was packed with people.