I like to soap carve :) 

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The ball showed a much younger, and happier, looking Harry. He was by a hot dog concession stand, hanging out under the shade of the yellow and red umbrella. The soothsayer was ordering a hotdog, casually talking to Harry. 

He was relaxed and was wearing a smile as he chatted with another familiar looking person. She had brown hair, blue eyes and was dressed in a gown that matched Harry. 

'The must have been Baby' Niall thought, observing the gorgeous woman. 

Children ran around the park with their cotton candy or popcorn in hand, laughing as they bumped into workers. As one of the children bumped into Harry, a doll's arm twitched from the shelf, unbeknownst to Niall.

Parents weaved in and out of gift shops, buying knick knacks or tickets for the children. The sky was clear and the sun was shining, covering the park in gold.

It seemed like a safe and friendly environment, leaving Niall to wonder where they went wrong. 

"Do a trick!" One of the kids shouted up at Harry, wearing a grin that exposed his missing two teeth. 

As asked, Harry decided to put on a little performance to entertain the child. 

"Now, what you see here is an ordinary handkerchief, nothing too special about it." Harry almost yawned, pretending to be disinterested in the object and waving it around.

"Put it up your sleeve!" The kid demanded, pointing to Harry's shiny green fabric. 

"Should i?" Harry asked, turning to Baby and the soothsayer, "What do you think, Baby, Zayn?" 

The soothsayer was Zayn, Niall discovered. 

Baby nodded and wore an endearing smile. Zayn however shook his head, "Put it in your hat." 

"Oh, so it's my hat it should go in," Harry nodded, agreeing with Zayn and reaching up for his hat, "Do you think thats right?" 

"No! Your sleeve!" The kid insisted, so intent on seeing the trick.

"Alright, if you say so," Harry leerily responded, "But if i pull out a goldfish, its your responsibility." He reached over and tickled the boy's chest with his finger. 

He placed the handkerchief down his emerald sleeve and let it rest for a second. Suddenly, his eyes grew wide and his mouth let out a big gasp. 

"Ta da!" He smiled, pulling his hand out of his sleeve to reveal a bouquet of roses. 

The kid smiled and clapped their hands, "I knew it was in the sleeve, i knew it!" 

"Yes you did," Harry nodded, "What should we do with these? Would you like them?" 

The kid looked at it for a second, "Can i eat it?" 

Harry let out a short laugh, "I wouldn't recommend it."

After the kid let the look of disappointment sit on his face for a second, he became bashful as he got another idea. 

"Give them to her." He blushed, pointing to Baby. 

"Of course." Harry held out the roses to her and she gracefully accepted them. 

"Thank you." She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, smelling the roses. 

A warm feeling bursts itself in Niall's heart, but soon becomes too heavy and sinks to his stomach in pity. 

While Niall was busy watching the scene play in front of him, Zayn was busy writing a message to Niall. 

The glass slowly became dark and the joy the workers once had was replaced with fear. Quickly, Zayn wiped his hand over the glass and the scene disappeared. 

Niall looked over at Zayn in confusion, only to see that he was passing him a note. 

On a small piece of paper, written with ink, was the eerie statement, 'They're watching you'. 

That familiar phrase turned Niall's blood cold and he quickly scanned the room while hiding the paper under his hands. 

The dolls just stared at him, blank and emotionless. 

Niall's hands began to shred the paper, looking at Zayn for approval. 

He mouthed 'They can't read', making Niall relax slightly.

"I have something for you, follow me." Zayn said, motioning for Niall to follow him. 

"What is it?" Niall questioned softly, getting up from his chair. 

Zayn looked up, trying to think of something, "A costume." 

The blue eyed boy nodded, following Zayn into a back room that was draped by cloth. 

The room was no much bigger than a closet, and it was stuffed to the brim with old amusement park items. However, the most important thing Niall noticed, was that there were no dolls in here. 

"Do you realize what you're doing?" Zayn whispered, looking on edge, "What you've done?" His previously calm and collected manor was replaced with anxiety and bitterness.

A wave of guilt and fear washed over Niall, "Im just exploring the park?" 

Zayn let out a harsh and short laugh, "You've done much more than just exploring, i can tell you that." 

Niall bit his lip, "I can leave now-" 

"You can't," Zayn quickly interrupted, "Don't leave, please." 

"Why not?" Niall helplessly whispered. 

Zayn shook his head, quietly mumbling, "This is so fucked up." 

"I pity you, i really do," Zayn continued, "You're essentially trapped, now. Welcome to the club." 

"Well, its not like you're going to die," Niall squinted, but added in, "Right?" 

Zayn snorted, "What'll happen to us, you'll wish you would've died." 

"Us? Including me?" Niall asked, fidgeting with his fingers.

"Oh, yes, you've been trapped since the moment you stepped foot in this park," Zayn told, "I made warning signs for a reason." 

Niall recalled the warning signs on the fence, which he blatantly ignored. He gave a small, sheepish smile to Zayn. 

"Do you think this is funny? You think trespassing is some kind of joke? If you would have listened, we wouldn't be in this big mess, now would we?" Zayn sneered, becoming very upset. 

"Fuck off!" Niall shouted, making Zayn tense up. Niall was scared, petrified, and Zayn wasnt making it any better. 

"Thats right! We get the muck off the costume, good job." Zayn praised, returning to his normal speaking voice. 

"What the fuck are you doing?" Niall furrowed his brows, watching as Zayn hastily grabbed a costume. 

"Fixing your mistake," He growled back, and shoved Niall out of the small room, "This one would look quite nice on you. Now, go along and get ready for the show!" 

Zayn handed Niall the golden, shiny costume and gave him a rather harsh nudge to the exit of the booth. 

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Finally someone put Niall in his place, that man was WILDIN 

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