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“Leo,” I said gently, “you don’t want that. If you press that button, the pudding sea dries up. The plank vanishes. Even your ship turns back into a pile of plastic.”

I raised my hands, showing no weapons. “I’m Dr. Thorne. I’m here to talk.”

Subject: Post-Incident Psychological Evaluation (P.I.P.E.) Evaluator: Dr. Aris Thorne, LS-Land Child Psychodynamics Division Incident Code: Little Pirates (LS-Land.issue.06) LS-Land.issue.06.Little.Pirates.lsp-007

Leo’s face flickered. For a moment, I saw the real child beneath the pirate king: tired, frustrated, lonely. His parents had divorced three weeks ago. LS-Land was his fortress. But fortresses, to a six-year-old, are also prisons.

My blood chilled. The Big Red Button. It wasn’t a real button. It was a metaphor—a dormant subroutine in LS-Land’s core code that, if activated by a sufficiently strong imaginative will, would reset the entire simulation to zero. All worlds, all progress, all memories. A blank slate. “Leo,” I said gently, “you don’t want that

The other pirates paused. The girl with the pigtails—Maya, age four—looked uncertainly at her foam sword. “Leo? No more pudding?”

The freckled boy added, “Yeah. And if you reset everything, I won’t have my hook anymore. I just got this hook.” Even your ship turns back into a pile of plastic

A glowing, jagged shape materialized in his free hand. It hummed with the low, sad frequency of a deleted file.

“You don’t want to erase everything,” I said. “You want to be in charge of something because you feel like you’re not in charge of anything at home. Right?”

“I’m not afraid,” he whispered. But his lip trembled.