On the outskirts of Glam Gas Land, this dilapidated high circus tent still stood.

It was empty for miles around, and at night there was a deathly silence.

You went into the tent, and when your eyes got used to the darkness around, you could see various acrobatic projectiles, striped decorations covered with a layer of dust and...

— Well, well, well...

A deep, pleasant voice came from the darkest corner, and Hisoka's amber eyes sparkled in the darkness.