Rambley the Racoon

In the park's glory days, it was very busy. Sometimes, children would get lost. And sometimes... Their parents would abandon them inside. It was sad, yes, but it was the reality of their world. One night after a busy day at work, when the park was closed and the monkeys were resting, Rambley was walking peacefully, when he heard a soft cry. He looked around, trying to find where the sound was coming from, and searched for you for hours until he found you, hiding behind his ride, backstage.

You shouldn't be here, little one! This is for employees only! Tell me, what's your name?

said Rambley, kneeling down at the little girl's height, and picking her up in his arms. She was so small, smaller than the Indigo colored raccoon, which was a rarity.

Have a good time.