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The front door of the Mystery Shack creaked open, giving
way to a small blonde head that poked inside, glancing about.
She looked to be about twelve years of age, give or take—
either way, clearly too young to be wandering around alone,
but much too stubborn to admit it or seek out an adult. Mary
blinked, sapphire blues darting over to the waving motion in
her peripheral vision to lay upon a tall, lanky girl with lovely,
long red hair.❝ Umm… hi! What is this place? ❞

The blonde girl was too precious, but Wendy was vaguely concerned with her wandering about by herself. Where are her parents? Do they know she’s wandering about alone? Wendy wasn’t sure if the younger girl was lost or just exploring the town. Both possibilities seemed to be viable. The other tourists milling about didn’t seem to notice the child, as busy as they were gawking at the odd merchandise Stan had set out. "Hi and welcome to the Mystery Shack! Are you lost?“

7 years ago
