Elliott pulled the SUV to a halt at the far end of a lengthy parking lot. “Okay, kids. Welcome to Walley World. Looks closed. If only there was a forest creature out front who could’ve given us a heads up.”

“Dad, you’re the lamest person I’ve ever met,” Brandon groaned as he unbuckled his seat belt.

“Why are we so far away?” Cassidy asked, and Elliott immediately regretted bringing the two kids.

Two other SUVs, each carrying six Guardians from Roatan, pulled into spots nearby. Meagan and Smith, an essentially useless Guardian, sat in the back and Elliott looked at them for confirmation about how ridiculous “kids these days” were...