No one is calling you. Because no on knows you’re here.
You have to call someone to let them know where you are. Call them now.
“Hello?”
“I’m here.”
“Where?”
You hang up before telling them. Well, now, maybe they’ll call you back.
They do.
“I’m in the park.”
“I’ll come get you.”
“Thank you.”
You hang up. Your impulse is to leave the park. But you hold onto the bench, praying you don’t leave.