The playground it is. Of course, this late at night the playground gate was locked. So, I jumped over the metal fence into the playground mulch. "Here we go Dais, off to save the town." This place really is a scary place at night. The merry-go-round spun slowly, squeaking as it went. Shadows looked like they were moving. I need to remind myself that it's all in my head. Then I thought I heard a cry. "Anyone there?" I heard the cry a second time. It came from under the metal slide. I got closer and saw a stroller and in it was a child no older than 16 months. Then I shout "Anybody there, your baby is here." No answer. I really don't know what to do. If I leave the baby, those lights might reach it before its mother. Also, I don't want to get in trouble for taking the baby, but I want to save its life.