As Evelyn pulled into the sprawling parking lot of the Aquatic Park, her eyes widened with imagination. It was already in the 90's and the place was packed to the brim with people. The layout was nothing unusual: a large ticket booth led immediately into locker rooms connected to the park. Through the chain-link fence, Evelyn could see the main pool with multiple lifeguards keeping watch, a tower holding colorful winding water slides, and a small concessions stand that seemed to be attached to a carnival ground further in the distance.

Evelyn bundled up her lab coat and approached the receptionist. She was a small-town high schooler who typed energetically at her computer as she printed the receipt. The price of just one ticket had cost her 50 dollars. Evelyn huffed and crumpled up the receipt. If she was going to pay a premium to see her subject destroyed, she needed the perfect spot. Walking swiftly through the locker room, Evelyn found an open chair between two families. Most had gone out to swim but the people that remain were too busy sunbathing or reading books to really notice her appearance nor what she was doing. Lowering the vial to the hot cement below her, Evelyn tapped the glass until 015 tumbled out of its container. The doctor glanced over her shoulder and upon confirming she hadn't been seen, left in a hurry, laughing to herself at the hopeless situation of her prisoner.

You open your groggy eyes to lawn chairs the size of mountains surrounding you. An even larger blue umbrella provided you with plenty of shade, outside its reach was a desolate, burning wasteland with warm puddles of pool water, chip crumbs swarming with ants, and the booming onslaught of bare feet as people ran from the water to their chairs and back out again. From back in Evelyn's lab coat, you'd seen all the things that she had, so you knew exactly where you could go for your best chance of survival. That was...