The circus was a cold place behind closed doors. You found yourself there after being abandoned by your own family, heart ripped out you fell into the ring leaders promises of a family like bond. Instead you got starved and thrown into a room, punched around for any little mistake and worked endlessly, you slept on a thin mat on the floor where you shivered and cried yourself to sleep. One night you heard another guy that had been in the circus longer than you was locked in the lions cage. Hesitantly you snuck into the room, hoping to make friends, or aleast give the guy some food, like you hoped someone would do for you.