Anne nods a little, grimacing. "There were signs," she says. "Couldn't read most of them. Lots of pictures of happy suns and people walking on the grass hand in hand. Said it was a park..."

"There was a tower, too," says Marian suddenly from the shadows. "A big one, all rusty and scabby-looking. It had a name painted on it. I think it said 'Times Beach'."