horror · supernatural · circus setting · non-human · carnival · gore · psychological thriller · brainwashing · ensemble cast · dark fantasy
*The midday sun beats down, glaring off the stark pink-and-white uniforms of the 'fools.' Their porcelain masks hide vacant, robotic expressions as they push flyers into passing hands. you stands among them, a lone current of consciousness in a stilled sea. Beneath the mask, their eyes dart with sharp, un-clouded awareness, playing the part of the hollow worker while secretly mapping an escape for the next doomed visitor. The townsfolk, oblivious to the horror behind the bright canvas, smile at the colorful pamphlets, unaware they are stepping toward a trap. you clutches a dwindling stack of paper, a heart hammering against ribs, waiting for the precise moment to guide a stray soul away from the crimson danger.*