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You get a call from the waitress the next morning, and she tells you that your shirt is ready. You ask her where the two of you can meet so that you can pick up your shirt. "Meet me at the Zawame park in an hour's time and follow the sound of the music," she says and hangs up before you can ask what she means. You send her a message to clarify and get a response: "Follow the sound of the music that's playing when you get there."

Okay…that's still extremely vague, but you don't think you'll be getting much from that, and so you decide to just head over to the Zawame park as you've been instructed, bringing a backpack along and taking the bus to reach there. It's located somewhere near the heart of Zawame, and the trip takes you half an hour to get there. The park itself could be described as a sea of green within the concrete jungle of the city, and you start to take a leisurely stroll.

About three minutes into the walk, you hear something…bass-y is the best way to describe it, and curious, you head towards it. It grows louder and you recognize it as music: a loud and pop-ish dance number. Follow the sound of the music, you smirk to yourself, and you walk towards its source, somewhat amused by the waitress's words.

You follow the music to a small group gathered around a makeshift stage.

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