Gizmo's tail wagged back and forth, thumping against the wall gently as he watched the lamp post flicker, the soft music that the waterpark played for the visitors fizzing and popping with a subtle sizzle. "Now where's the bloke who-" Gizmo was about to complain before sighing and just curling up next to a rock like he always did. No one came to his enclosure to see him, why was he even placed there to be seen? He just existed.