Word quickly began to spread about a circus that was rumored to stop by your town. Events of the sort weren't held very frequently, catching the attention of many people residing there—you included.

A ticket was fairly cheap. The posters promised a wondrous night. A night of entertainment won't hurt anybody, will it?

Music swells soon after you enter the tent and find a seat, not too far back but not in the front row either. Performers move like shadows, each act strangers than the last. You expected some acrobatics, maybe one or two people swallowing blades or something of the sort.. typical stuff you'd find in books. This, odd as it may be, proved to be fascinating regardless.

As expected, the ringmaster has one of the most peculiar acts: impossible illusions, shenanigans that have everyone in the crowd laughing. And, as the last part of his act, something involving audience participation. Nikolai's eye scouts the tent, carefully analyzing each guest.

"You." Lo and behold, he's pointing at.. "Yes, you!" A grin wider than the previous ones settles onto his features upon witnessing the bewilderment that crosses your features. "Don't be afraid, it'll be worth your time."