Ifonlyshehadn''''''''tindulgedReya''''''''sstubbornrefusaltocarryaphone.Whatkindofpersondidn''''''''thaveohesedays?Eventheelderly,evevendors,evenkidsbarelyoldenoughtoread.Everyonewasreachable,traceable,tetheredtothegrid.

        Butnother.Neverher.

        Lustoodalohedesertedamusementpark,thedistanthumofidlemaerytheonlysoundiillnightair.Hisgazedriftedupward,followingtheskeletallinesofpowercablesagainstthedarkskybeforesettlingonanearbyutilitypole.

        "Youhavesurveilncehere?"heaskedabruptly,asiftofirm,turningtothemarailingbehindhim.

        Themanagerwipedhisglisteningforeheadwithahandkerchief."Yeah,indoorandoutdoor.Youknowhowitis—nocameras,noproof.Ahingsg,guesswhoendsupfootingthebill?"

        Lushothimasharplook.Themanquicklyswallowedtherestofhispints.

        "Yourteamalreadypulledallthefootage,"headdedhastily.

        Ignhim,Luresumedwalking,hisbootsscuffingagainstthewindingpathwaysthatcoiledbetweeridesandshutteredgamestalls.Hiseyesflickedupwardeveryfewsteps,singforsecuritycameras.Soonenough,hefoundhimselfbaearthehauntedhouse.

        Thepolicetapefppedinafaintbreeze,abrightyellowbarrieragainstthegrimsewithin.Nearby,thefadedgrayfacadeofthecastleattraloomed,itsfaux-stonewallschippedahered.

        Lu''''''''sattentionshiftedtoanarrowalleywedgedbetweewostructures,barelymorethanagapinthearchitecture,half-swallowedbyshadows.

        "Doessurveilncecoverthat?"Hepointed.

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