It was a sunny afternoon. Shawn could feel the hairs on my body raise as he eyed the playground for any signs of Ralph. The wind hit his face as he sat on a swing in the local playground off of Miller. Small children were playing on the various, colorful, play equipment, as their parents kept a watchful eye on them. The noise of dogs barking at each other playfully as they chased each other in circles almost drowned out the cries of a baby whose Mom was too busy talking to her friends to notice the baby had lost its doll.

Two or three kids had just bought ice cream from a truck parked near the slide and several adults took notice and made their way towards the ice cream truck. After purchasing some vanilla cones, they took a seat at bench near the swing where Shawn was sitting.

Shawn looked around for big things, like trees or small buildings, that Ralph could be hiding behind...