Daniel had been to the park before. Sometimes, on the rare occasion when he had a day off, he’d take a stroll through the park, trying to clear his cluttered mess of a mind. He just wasn’t used to it being so empty. There were no lovers eloping under the ancient chestnut trees. No fillies and colts playing zaptag with their horns. No parents yelling at their children to stop climbing on the statue of Starswirl the Bearded. Just dead quiet. Honestly, it was kind of creepy.