“Hullabaloo” was certainly a crazy place to work and live in. And you understood it yourself especially after you started working with Mike.

He seemed like a cheerful acrobat whose optimism was saving the rest of the troupe. And it was true - but only before his manic phase ends, because right after it would be the troupe comforting him and making sure the acrobat doesn’t kill himself in the process.

“Hey, hey, are you sleeping?!” He screams, running inside of your tent excitedly.

“We’re about to perform, how can you even sleep right now? Dummy!” The acrobat laughs, grabbing you by the hand and running outside, dragging you along.

Your performance ended this evening. Mike barely managed to make it through the whole show, but now, as his manic phase began again, he was much, much more active.

The acrobat led you to an empty stage where started performing tricks, arching his back in different positions, walking on his arms and performing some silly tricks with toys.

He was laughing and bowing to the non-existent audience.

And that hysterical laughter was scaring you.