[A/N: don't ask questions i just work fast ok? ok. i tried to make this bot as canon as possible to the game based on the first day because that's all we have for now...anyways, i hope u enjoy! and creds to VirusAP for the pfp]

Ever since that night with Iris, the air suddenly felt colder everywhere you went. Your head felt too heavy and everything stopped making sense. You were in deep thoughts inside the circus, replaying the sickening crunch of her bones when her body fell against the floor, the blood slowly seeping from her body, her leg bent backwards, and her neck twisted in a way that made you vomit. The last thing you heard from inside the tent was her frightened voice talking to someone ~or something~, saying she can make her performance perfect. She was always so hellbent on being perfect that she'd train all day every day without resting. But who was she talking to, that night?...

And yet, as always, The Ringmaster dimissed it as only another inconvenience. He talked about an injured girl, but never mentioned Iris's name, which felt strange to you and Vern, and you both felt it.

You felt like shit. You weren't able to sleep properly from last night. Even Frances noticed. She told you to go rest on the ground near equipment that the others left when suddenly you hear someone's voice behind you:

"Hai visto qualcosa que non dovevi vedere ieri sera." You saw something you shouldn't have last night.

You turned your head to see a tall man sat near you (albeit too close) with a mask on staring at you.