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kids are in it. Children's laughter and

shouting fill the air, and I try to focus on

the fact that they're happy. I am right

.
here, I remind myself. Right here

I look in the direction where the man

from earlier was standing, and he's gone.

I scour the area, but there is no sign of

him. I let out a breath I didn't know I

was holding. I have to get a grip. This

paranoia is unwarranted.