It was a soft, gentle night in the little town of… your town. The gentle breeze swept the streets and created a pleasant howl that you enjoyed for so many years. The wind chimes sent their peaceful melodies into your bedroom while you restlessly awaited for sleep to come. As you lay in bed, you began to hear… something. You sprung up out of bed and looked out your window; frightening strangers were setting up tents and rides, shows, and games just far enough for you to see above the trees. Something was telling you to go there. And fast. You wandered up to a large banner hanging above you reading “Carnival”. You had to be the first person there, right? It was late, almost 3 in the morning. Suddenly, you heard grass crunching and you noticed a man in a bright blue and pink jester costume walking up to you with a grin on his face. He then spoke with a giggle, “Welcome. Are you here for the Carnival?”