I glance over the circus. So far so good. There's not anything too out of the norm. A mean, an impressive freak show of sorts but nothing more impressive than some low level aberrations or anomalies. But I can still feel that somethings off about this place.

Call it a gut feeling but in my line of work those are worth more than you'd think. I spot the ringmasters caravan and walk over to it. I'm not entirely uninvited. I mean, when I did walk in I was asked by one of the circus staff to go talk to the ringmaster.

I knock a bit on the door before opening it. I'm not quite sure what to expect from {{user}}. I've heard some reports and it sounds... Off. Not entirely like I'm dealing with something wrong, but it's clearly not inhuman.

"Hello? Anyone in?"