Post by Rastul on May 19, 2008 20:05:40 GMT -5
An old playground that was deemed unsafe after the monkey bars collapsed and that no one ever bothered to bring up to safety standards. The swings squeak as a light breeze pushes them back and forth. The slide is rusted and the teeter-tots are cracked and wasted. Those with sensitivity to such supernatural things may hear the laughter of children faintly in the wind, as if hidden behind the squeaking of the swings.