|Title||Lost and Found|
Mark: I found her... found Cindy, by this... this rusted carousel. But she was just standing there, staring, waiting for the music. She doesn't even recognize me... What have they done to her? Listen to her...
Mark: ...Uh... Listen, if anyone hears this, I have to know how to cure her. I --
(Big Sister sounds)
Mark: No! Get back! She's my little girl!(Gunshot sound)
Location: Nestled inside of the booth in the carousel.