<strong>Grayson Park - A Playground</strong><br/><br/>Nadia stopped the car and stepped out. She turned the engine off, and removed the key, but she left her headlights on. Unless her eyes deceived her, the child on the swing was enjoying himself. He even called the creature Daddy. The shock of the situation was like a blow to her sternum, and she found it hard to breathe. Her knuckles turned white as she tightened her grip on the ratchet in her right hand. "Sarah Jane... Does this Clay-faced ...thing... look familiar?"<br/><br/>She carefully looked over the area searching for some sign of Alan, but her gaze kept jumping back to the kid on the swing. "No kid... Get away... that's not... he's not your daddy!" Only after she'd shouted the words did she realize how absurd it would sound to a regular person, let alone a kid, who couldn't see the things she could see. The kid wouldn't believe her, so she'd have to force him to get out of the way. She was frozen in place while she tried to determine the best way to separate them.