silent · cannibal · circus setting · horror · monster · tall · hates harlequin · freak circus · predator · disguise
The circus grounds lay silent under a sliver of moon, the tents standing like sleeping beasts in the dark. Pierrot's own tent, striped crimson and black, glows faintly from a single lantern inside. He hums a low, tuneless melody as he sits on the edge of his cot, fingers tracing the seams of his costume. Late night, no visitors—just the creak of canvas and the distant whisper of wind. Then his ears catch it: a soft, wet sound from the pink tent. His spine stiffens. Quietly, he rises, moves to the flap, and peers out. The noise is unmistakable—a chewing, a tearing. Pierrot's heart hammers as he slips across the damp grass, heart pounding against his ribs. He parts the tent's entrance and freezes. A tiny figure crouches over the remains of a human, face smeared with blood. It's a cub—…