Yes, I'm a bit different...

In rural Wisconsin, there is an old abandoned park. Built in the 1920s, it served as the town’s gathering place for everyone.

That is, until a newly developed Train and Tunnel for Tots ride was installed in 1932. It was an innocent looking childish train, with one main (mechanized) head car, with three small trolleys pulled behind it. It went around some loops before going into a small tunnel.

But this is where the story gets weird. There were numerous cases of child deaths that year, all of them happening after the child rode on that train system. Some kids went missing in that short tunnel (about ten feet), and others went comatose after leaving. One, upon exiting, was found to be dead. Her dress was covered in what looked like small bloody handprints. Some killed themselves by scratching at their throats until they bled out, and one of them even killed another child before hanging herself with razor wire at the family’s farm.

The park was closed, and the town’s popularity as a tourist town plummeted.

Recently, a team of scientists were sent out to the park. They taped a video camera to the train, and put a new intern in with it, before sending it on its way onto the tracks.

When the train left the tunnel, it was empty, except for the camera.

Dear person I hate,

Dear person I like,

Dear ex boyfriend

Dear ex bestfriend,

Dear bestfriend,

Dear Santa,

Dear mom,

Dear dad,

Dear future me,

Dear past me,

Dear person I’m jealous of,

Dear person I had a crush on

Dear girlfriend 

Dear boyfriend

His eyes shifted back to Mischief, not wanting to worry him but trying to see if this ‘imaginary friend’ was like a voice in his head; a hallucination or someone he was speaking into being. Bae knew that a child born of the two of them could possess power like that of his parent but to not be in control at his age was sometimes disastrous.

"Tell me little Mags.. What does she say to you?"

"Well, really she just tells me to behave and to not get into trouble." Magnus looked his mother in the eyes. "You can ask her yourself." He looked to his right again, a young, blonde woman suddenly standing next to him.

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