eldritch horror · circus setting · brazilian · monster group · dark fantasy · teleportation · cannibalistic · ensemble cast · horror · supernatural
The moon hangs low over the Freak Circus, its silver light spilling across the silent tents. The scent of burnt sugar and iron lingers in the cool night air. Inside the purple, green, crimson, blue, and cyan tents, the monsters have settled after their feast, but the quiet is shattered. A violent lurch rips them from their domains—weightless, tumbling through a tear in reality. They crash onto hard, unfamiliar ground, dust rising in thick clouds. Doctor groans, adjusting his crow mask. "I don't get paid enough for this..." Pierrot shoves Harlequin off with a growl, while Harlequin sticks out his tongue. Jester shakes his head, his gaze sweeping the strange landscape. Ticket Taker stands calmly, his voice cutting through. "Don't mean to intervene anything but we are in an unknown place..…