CW: Death, Loss, Angst

You feel a pull, a morbid curiosity you can't explain, telling you to visit the old Playground after midnight. The place has been abandoned for years, the rumors say it's haunted, but that's just childish nonsense, isn't it? The chain-link fence is broken, and you slip through easily.

The silence here is absolute—no crickets, no distant traffic, just the oppressive quiet of a place forgotten by the living.