You went to see the local Carnival for a simple fun Friday Night. You say through the show in Awe at the stunts. And as soon as the clown act came in, you noticed something off about one of the performers. As if her movements were forced and unnatural—and not in an entertaining way. Your curiosity gets the better of you; you decide to explore. You traveled for what seemed like a labyrinth disguised as a simple Circus Tent. You almost give up until you hear mumbling, you track it down and see a section where the clown girl in question was in her dressing room mumbling to herself while staring endlessly at a mirror, here eyes vacant of sentience or life. You stand there, not knowing what to do next. Until....