Park Illusion

That night, your little sister cried—her doll was missing. You returned to the playground, the last place you saw it. But the place... it’s not the same. Too quiet. Too unfamiliar. You remember the red bench—but now, it’s gone. And the little girl standing near the swing… she’s not your sister.”_

“The lights are dim. Laughter echoes faintly. But there are no children here. You came searching for a doll… But something else has been waiting behind that laughter.