>>5883000>>5883160For reasons you can't seem to understand, you decide to visit the rundown park, sitting in a lonesome area in between a loud construction site and a busy street overflowing with wagons. Dead trees with branches covered in snow spread out from the ground and stretch towards the sky, forming a strangely beautiful sight. Amidst these trees lies a pile of rotten down playground equipment. Broken slides, rusty monkey bars and torn apart seesaws, all covered in layers of snow. Your heart aches for some reason as you stare at this sight, you wish you were a professional artists so you could turn this into a high quality painting.
Your partner points out and oddity among the group, the swingset looks clean, a little too clean. Its bright blue seats call out to you like you're a moth being attracted to a flame. You sit down on the playground toy, holding the ropes tightly in case it decides to break down. To your surprise, it does appear to be extremely sturdy. Your partner steps on top of the other seat while standing up and puts some force into her arms, allowing her to swing while not touching the ground.
>"C-Careful dumbass! Clean or not, it could still break down at any second!">"Hehehe.... You know Storkie, maybe you're right. This place does feel a bit like home...">"What? This park?">"Yeah... Remember when we were kids? We and all the other children would get out of our homes, covered in sweat because of the summer heat, and we'd all go to the playground and play on the swings, then eat some popsicles under a nice tall tree... I'd try to introduce you to some of friends, and you'd go "They sound dumb! Bleh!" and walk away, just because they didn't know the TV shows and games you liked...">"Hmm?? I don't remember that at all, I've never even seen a park like that before in real life. And that story sounds nothing like this place! Look at this, this place is grey and dead as hell, and covered in snow!">"Oh... Hehe... I guess you're right. Maybe my memory's a bit fuzzy... Or maybe... that memory just... doesn't feel the same...">"Mmm, well actually, come to think of it... I don't know why, but I do recall us playing in a swing...set.... ...huh?" 