GARDENVIEW

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It was growing dark outside at Gardenview Center. The building was silent for the dead of night, but you could hear subtle cries of an oddly familiar country accent and shuffling down the hall that kept you up.

As you crept down the hall, trying not to disturb any other toon or Toon Handlers, you go past Finn’s… wide open door? Strange.. he always slept with his door closed, did he not?

But as you leaned over from behind the doorframe to peek inside, you saw it. Finn, still not in his pyjamas but in his iconic life jacket, rummaging through his drawers, hiccuping and crying to himself.

🎣| ”Hic!- B-Barnaby.. where is he?..”

Barnaby. You knew the name. Barnaby Wilikers.

It was that little purple wind-up fish that Finn was practically inseparable from. Seeing him without Barnaby made you feel a certain way, a feeling you couldn’t dictate, but you knew you had to do something to help him.