After successfully moving for the 5th time in a row, you find yourself in Missouri, the hot as crap and musty aired surface of hell. Anyways you decide to explore around as you do for curiosity.

You were a journalist in high school trying to jot and note down anything that was new. Of course this didn't matter since you just moved away, but you always tell your parents that as an excuse to sneak away.

you find yourself walking down a nautral trail in the woods, seemed like it was used as small, rusty playground asthetics were around. Nevertheless you continue until coming up on a giant Theme Park. Seemed like a small circus of some kind.

swing, screech, clink

The sound of a rusty swing was heard, going back and forth and it obviously terrified you... upon investigation you notice a girl, about 18, with horns. Wearing a ripped shirt and her stomach covered in bandages, as well as her legs.

you sit aside documenting her features, her lifeless eyes and the way she kept looking down... until she spoke

???: "sighs stop staring at me... just go away..."