――― ACT ONE.
✶ 𝓐CT I OF ❛THE PARK THAT HAUNTS❜ ✶
❛ATTENTION ALL VISITORS: WALLACE THE WOODPECKER AND HIS BAND ARE PLAYING AT 2:00 PM FOR THE ANNUAL CONCERT―WE'RE SURE TO BE WAITING FOR YOU! AFTER THE SHOW, THEY'LL BE WALKING AROUND FOR A HIGH FIVE, DON'T FORGIVE TO GIVE ONE!❜
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DET. COLEMAN: Beginning recording. It is Friday, the 13th of November, 2015, currently 4:23 A.M. We are present in the Cumberland County jail, in Interview Room 3. My name is Detective Coleman, and I am here with one of the―
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―missing people for a cognitive interview regarding Case File [REDACTED].
DET. COLEMAN: Please, state your name for the recording.
[ ??? ]: ... do I have to?
DET. COLEMAN: Please, it would be advised to do so.
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DET. COLEMAN: ... Right, do you―perhaps, you need some water? You look ... pale. I can get one of my―
[ ??? ]: I'm fine.
DET. COLEMAN: Right, of course, if you insist. Now, your name―
[ ??? ]: We came as nine.
DET. COLEMAN: Nine ... oh, nine people? But paramedics only got―
[ ??? ]: Yeah. Makes you wonder what happened.
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DET. COLEMAN: ... yes, well― that's ... that is why you are here, so that we can hopefully get some answers to this case, and―
[ ??? ]: ―and what? End it? Detective Coleman, you'll be playing a fool's game if you think you can stop something such as it.
DET. COLEMAN: And .. what is .. it?
[ ??? ]: Don't you know?
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[ ??? ]: ... I'll take that water now.
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