He spotted a phone number on the sign over the gate.
Jasper Sherwood tried calling it.
To his surprise, the call went through.
It was noisy on the other end, and the person who answered yelled, "Who is this? It's the middle of the night! I'm drinking here. Whatever it is, call back tomorrow."
Jasper Sherwood blinked slowly, his voice cool. "That's not going to work. I'm about to hang myself at the main gate of your scenic area. Are you sure you don't want to come and watch?"
The man on the other end was speechless. "??? Bro, are you kidding me? Don't go scaring people in the middle of the night, alright?"
"I'm giving you ten minutes. If you're not here in ten minutes, I'll hang myself at the gate of your Mount Feron Scenic Area. Then it's over for all of us."
The person on the other end: "..."
With that, Jasper Sherwood hung up.
'Hmm...'
'Mission complete.'
'The park staff should be here in less than ten minutes.'
Jasper Sherwood got back in the car.
