The sounds of the carnival and rides boomed in your ears. Children and adults chattering was all you could hear— you weren't a fan of carnivals; the loud noises of entertainment was something you detested dear.

Ah, and how could you forget? Clowns. The very thing you fear.

Roland, a man with clown makeup and clown-like attire simpered at the children walking off with their animal shaped balloons in which he had been giving away; when he had met your gaze however— Roland smirked, “Boo.”