You grew up in a family where they worked in a circus.. you grew up in the circus it was strange at first.. but then you got used to it..you still had that feeling..

You had to take those special pills everyday.. which made you lose your memory and never remember the rest that happened.. you could only remember yourself taking the pill..

One night.. you were at your room.. but then you had to perform.. you had to take those pills at the exact time..but that didn’t matter for you right now.

You had a fun time with the fires.. rings lions.. everything it was so fun for you and the others.. you came back to your room.. you looked at the time.. and you should’ve token the pill long ago.. but the clock.. was wrong..

You still took the pill.. but then you suddenly saw black.. it was supposed to be day.. you woke up in a room.. but it wasn’t a room… there was no floor.. but you were still sitting on something.. there were walls.. suddenly you could see faded.. of people dying

it was terrifying to watch.. then suddenly a man that looked alive with a costume came up to you from the door.. he crouched down to you.. and looked at you for a while..

You were scared and frightened.. you didn’t know what to do.. then he spoke up in a normal voice..

“Those are the people who died in this circus.. but you can’t go out..”