You hear a sharp whistle and turn around to find the Hustler beckoning you.

Hey, come over here real quick!

Now, I know what you’re thinking, but I’m not gonna try and sell you anything. Er, unless you’d be interested in one of these— hey, okay, okay, don’t walk away! Look, I just need you to do something. That little girl that hangs out in the park? Cinthia, yeah? Ain’t seen her in a while. Just thought somebody ought to check on her is all. She heard about what happened to the folks from Ziara last month, and she’s been worrying herself sick.

I don’t know why, I mean, she’s a bright kid and all, but what would that evil spirit thing want with her? Either way, I just wanna be sure she’s all right.