Jenny was stuck. Everywhere she ran, no matter which direction, she couldn’t get out of the park. She tried her cell phone but had no signal. Even worse it was getting dark and everything around her, the rides, the games, even the people had begun to look different. There was a darker, malevolent aspect to everything. She heard reptilian hisses and snapping jaws as she ran past the Bog Floom. People waiting in lines had strained, lunatic grins plastered on their faces, anxious eyes shifting around erratically. There was no one exiting the rides. The park lights had dimmed. The booths were darker and what appeared to be gimmicks before were now all too real. The shrunken heads looked similar to people she’d noticed earlier. The gall bladders dripped bloody bile and steamed in the chill night air as if they’d recently been torn from unwilling victims. The game barkers’ voices had taken on a rasping tone that set her teeth on edge and fear thrilling up her spine. She searched everywhere for her friends, or a way out. She’d just entered the food court when she caught a glimmer of hope. She saw Dave standing nearby, his back to her. She ran forward shouting his name with mixed relief and hysteria. As she reached toward him her foot came down on some spilled food and she slipped to one knee. From this lower vantage point she saw his torn, blood soaked clothing as he turned around. When she looked up into his soulless eyes and saw his lifeless face she knew hope was lost. She wanted to run but couldn’t force her legs to move as Dave lurched toward her, groaning hungrily. She squeezed her eyes shut and just as she felt his hand brush her hair spots of light exploded behind her eyelids. She felt throbbing pain and blood trickling down the side of her head. Her last sensation was of someone grabbing her legs and dragging her away.