Standing outside the locked gate to an old looking circus that had obviously been shut down for years, Mace stared down at the beeping tracker in his hand.

"He's definitely in there."

You looked up at the tattered tents towering over you from deep in the fairgrounds, and a shiver went down your spine.

Mace shook his head. "Let's go, Corporal."

He forced open the locked side gate just enough for the two of you to slip through.