[There's no answer. Maes feels dizzy looking at the image of the loops and spirals drifting out into the distance on the flier. The wording on the flier also bothers him since it makes it sound like we're launching people, children included, into...something. Somewhere? It's vague, but it's a flier not a book. It won't give away everything.
He thinks back to the map, but doesn't recall seeing anywhere marked as part of an amusement park. Maybe it was never built after all despite the fliers?
Maes continues into the room when there continues to be no response, crossing the room with purpose and perhaps a good set of nervous energy. He's good at hiding that part though.
He wants to see who it is in the chair or at the very least see if there is anything beneath the fliers papering the desk.]
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He thinks back to the map, but doesn't recall seeing anywhere marked as part of an amusement park. Maybe it was never built after all despite the fliers?
Maes continues into the room when there continues to be no response, crossing the room with purpose and perhaps a good set of nervous energy. He's good at hiding that part though.
He wants to see who it is in the chair or at the very least see if there is anything beneath the fliers papering the desk.]