Escape from Starr Park

Chapter 1: The Conspiracy

Colt and Spike were at the Gift Shop watching the TV in the building. Both were genuinely enjoying what was being shown on it. Behind them was Edgar and Colette, workers at the gift shop. "Thank you for buying, have a great day." Edgar says unenthusiastically.

As the unknown customer leaves the shop, the TV starts to static. "Uhm... Edgar? Colette? The TV?" Colt tries to call one of the workers. "I'm coming!" Colette replies to Colt. She runs over to him and Spike. Colette inspects the TV and tries to fix its static.

Time passes and the TV's static still isn't fixed. Colette is left perplexed. "Edgar! I can't figure this out." Colette calls for Edgar in hopes he can help with the TV. Edgar comes in and inspects the TV. He, too cannot figure it out either. After some time, the static stopped and started playing a cryptic looking video.

All 4 brawlers watch the video closely. "Everything is normal..." The video looks like it's playing the memory of some people. Although, not the brawlers' memories. Colt is the only one to question this. "Guys, what does this mean?" Colt turns to the rest of the brawlers and asks them.

Spike, as usual stays silent. "I do not know... That video is not planned to play." "Not, to mention, we do not own a file with a video like that, all the videos usually loop." Edgar replies, feeling like it's a normal day. Colt gains an unknown feeling. "Is that... my true identity?" Colt is caught in a mini-trance by the video.

"Oh, don't be ridiculous, Colt." Edgar responds to him. "No, Edgar, can't you feel this?" Colt tries to convince Edgar to his side. "Hear me out, I never knew what I was doing, I feel like I never had. I feel like, something is missing from me, I never knew what it was."

"I know I have good looks. But that's off-topic. I thought what was missing was skill and knowledge of what's happening. Now that I think of it, that doesn't sound right. It might aswell be my true identity." "What are you rambling about?" Edgar angrily replies. "No, Edgar, you, too, may have a missing identity." For Edgar, any nonsense theory is hard to believe for him. Colt continues saying his theory. "What if my missing memory is why I rarely know what is happening." "Edgar, he has a good point."

"Are you sure you aren't agreeing with him just because he is another brawler." Edgar asks Colette, knowing of her interests. "No, no! I am for real." Edgar sighs, "That's two to one now, I guess." Colt thinks of something. "We need to get to the bottom of this. Any idea on what we should do?"

Spike still stands silent, slurping on his drink. Both of the gift shop workers think. With all the present evidence, everyone assumes the latest customer is behind this "What if we head to Tara's Bazaar to see if she can see what's going on?" "Great idea, Colette! Let's head there right now!" Colt leads the way.

Edgar grabs him with his scarf. "You idiot..." Colt turns and is confused. "Who's going to run the gift shop while we're away?" Edgar asks Colt. "Can't Griff handle it?" Colette responds to Edgar. "That Register-head only cares about money!" Edgar storms off before Colt could exit. "Well, let's go, I want out of here."

"Wait up, Edgar!" Colt turns to Colette. "May I have a page of your scrapbook? And borrow your pen?" "No!" Colette resists "Don't touch my scrapbook!" "Please, Colette, we can see more brawlers, y'know." Colette gives in "Fine, what do you want to write?" Colette opens up the back page. "Leave Griff a note that you two are gone." Colt says. "Say no more."

Colette writes a note and tears of the page to leave on the counter. "Let's get going!" She runs out, excited to meet more brawlers. Spike and Colt walk out aswell. Colt is determined to get to the bottom of this. Tara's Bazaar is the brawlers' next destination.