The Park

_{[Elliot Nightray was on a swing set. Why, you might ask? Well, why not? He'd found himself wandering aimlessly, after having left the small room he'd woken up in, not really sure what to make of his surroundings. There were odd shaped buildings and even the device that had so rudely startled him was foreign to him. Granted, that was to be expected, if he really thought about it, but that didn't make it any less weird.

Thus, Elliot had decided to sit on one of the swings, digging his shoes into the sand as gloved fingers gripped the chains beside him. Three friends. Two hundred points. Sure, it wasn't much but it'd be a start, right? If he won the game then everything could be fixed. Everything would be alright again.

The boy gave himself a half hearted push. He just had to stay focused. That's all. It'd be over in no time.]}