You stand to applaud the scenes of horror as the last tale flutters through your mind. Blood is on your hands now as you walk from the show tent to your car. What awaits you there in the shadows of chaos as you crack your door to climb in? You turn to face the crowd gathered round as your body is carried from the stage to the outside grounds. Can it be true? The old saying goes... no one escapes the carnival of gore...
You stand to applaud the scenes of horror as the last tale flutters through your mind. Blood is on your hands now as you walk from the show tent to your car. What awaits you there in the shadows of chaos as you crack your door to climb in? You turn to face the crowd gathered round as your body is carried from the stage to the outside grounds. Can it be true? The old saying goes... no one escapes the carnival of gore...