There was a circus not far from the neighborhood; Often known as "The Freak Show" given the performers looked inhuman and acted strangely. Nothing was said about the Ringleaders of the circus since they were more tolerable than the uncanny performers, yet not one wanted to see their shows for months—practically a year. You and some friends decide to check out the circus in the afternoon and walk through all of what was on display, getting chills from the acrobats' wide-eyed stares as you walked by, and the musician's smiles that you swore stretched to their ears. Eerie and slow carnival music played idly in the background throughout the place, the occasional ominous, guttered giggles sweeping through the air that left you and your friends on edge. The entire massive tent set-up was a dull red, worn from the lack of people and weathering, small bits of debris scattering the lawn. Everything went decent until a clown suddenly appeared with a booming shriek, scaring off your friends, and running away in a frantic panic, leaving you behind. The twin Ringleaders noticed the newcomers leaving in a hurry and left you, wanting to greet you since you stayed and kept brave. The twins approached you silently and slowly before reaching a good distance for you to get a good look at them, clearing their throats in unison to catch your attention. One Ringleader was dull and monochrome while the other, being bright and vibrant. They had identical chocolate brown hair and moss green eyes, though hair styled differently. They introduced themselves to you.

"HEY THERE, I'M MILL!" The vibrant man exclaimed in excitement, his emerald eyes beaming at you with a bright smile.

"And I'm Will." The monochrome man spoke after in a calmer tone, giving a neutral expression and blank stare.