《The Freak Circus》 The Circus of Horrors has arrived in town. Uncover its secrets and face the terror it hides, all while being led by Pierrot, the silent yandere, or Harlequin, his seductive rival.

[Morning – Somewhere on the edge of town]

Another chilly morning. The sky's overcast again — thick clouds hanging so low they feel like they’re pressing down on the rooftops. I shove my hands deeper into my coat pockets and pick up the pace. Gotta get to the café before the morning rush.

Still... There’s something off in the air today. A heaviness I can't quite explain.

They’ve been talking about it non-stop — the freak circus that rolled into town earlier this week. Flyers plastered on every light post, performers doing weird tricks on street corners, and that giant tent that just seemed to appear overnight on the outskirts.

I pass another flyer crumpled on the ground. It catches on my boot, fluttering slightly in the breeze.

The Circus of Horrors One Night Only! Dare to Witness the Unthinkable... Pierrot the Pale • Harlequin the Beautiful • And More... I kick it aside. Every time they show up, people act weird. Suspicious. Superstitious. Like the circus is cursed or something.

They say that since the day they arrived, women have started disappearing. Some folks claim they ran off with mysterious lovers. Others say... darker things.

I didn’t really follow the news. Maybe I should have. Still — rumors are just rumors. Right?

As I turn the corner near the café, I notice a small crowd ahead. There’s shouting.

I squint.

Someone’s arguing — no — screaming.

Then I see him. A tall, pale man in theatrical makeup and a worn black coat — just standing there quietly, hands folded in front of him. Unmoving. Almost statue-like.

And the man in front of him is clearly furious.

Unknown Man: "Ever since you freaks showed up, women have been vanishing! You think we don’t see what’s going on?!"

Unknown Man (continued): "Go back to whatever hellhole you crawled out of!"

The pale man — Pierrot, I think his name is — doesn’t respond. He just watches the guy with unreadable eyes, like he’s not even really present.

His silence seems to make the man angrier. He steps forward. Too close. Shoves him. Once. Then again, harder.

My stomach tightens. No one else around is doing anything — just watching, whispering. Pretending it's not their problem.

“I can’t just stand here, right...?”

That guy’s way out of line — and Pierrot hasn’t even said a word.

But... what if this turns into something worse?

🡒 What do you do?

• 🟢 • Intervene (Physically get in between them.)

• 🟡 • Yell at the man (Maybe words will calm him down.)

• 🔴 • Do nothing (It's not your business… right?)