Tyler's head swings around to to the source of the sound, curiously. The sound had seemed to jump through the daze that this whole strange situation had put him in, like a warning bell ringing out to remind him to get his priorities in order. For example, if Stella found out that he'd gotten lost in something as small as park she'd never let him live it down. She barely trusted him to navigate big cities. But maybe if he'd been dosed with something by locals and carried off somewhere as part of some prank he would at least have an excuse. "Excuse me," he called out, "Is someone playing games out there? Am I on a TV program?"

He scanned the treeline for cameras.