Stiles nods slowly. "There certainly is more of it to work from." He still doesn't know enough about the City, only what he's been told, in the short conversations with others, and the propaganda videos, and what he's seen for himself. He doesn't like it.

Actually, that would be a sound strategy wouldn't it? Using a theme park as cover for any alphabet soup organization that needed a place to quietly make people disappear. Make up some bullshit excuse to give someone free tickets - and they'll deliver themselves. He shakes that thought out of his head. "Kids somehow like it, I would've wanted to splash people."

"With a name like Punch, it's kind of advertised," he worries at his lip, looking over at her. "How bad does it get?"