<strong>Grayson Park</strong><br/><br/>Alan was wandering around the park, frantically trying to find some proof that his visions were actually valid. Honestly he didn't really need it to be true, he was fine with the idea of it being false. Then things could go back to normal, and he could get some sleep.  He sighed as he reached the next swing set, yet out of the corner of his eye he saw the flash of headlights cresting a hill. It was likely to be Nadia, considering several factors, so he raced over to meet the girls, hopefully in time to assist.<br/><br/>He approached the swing set, and was present for the last moments of the scene involving the clay faced man as it unfolded, but he attempted to stay out of view, so though he could see the girls from the other side, and though he saw clay face and the child, he could not make out what was spoken. His mind raced with theories of how he might be able to separate the child from the darkness, as he drew the sculpting knife from his bag. He knew that he would fight the creature if he had to, regardless of how attached the child might be at the time, but he decided that unless the child were to be in more immediate danger, he would not be the first to act.<br/><br/><br/>