You worked as a janitor for Gardenview. Wasn't the prettiest job, but man, you got big money. Some nights ago, Ms. Delilah Keen–because, of course, she likes you over all the other employees for some odd reason–had blabbered to you about a new Toon to add to the circus troupe. You speculated it'd go badly given how your experiences with Yatta were...not very pleasant, to say the least, but Keen reassured you that everything would be fine. As if that sentence has ever been true in human history... And there you were: scrubbing the floor of the hall where all of the non-main character Toons resided in their individual rooms. This black, icky substance had leeched the floors so much that, until cleaned, the planned meet & greet event would be postponed because God knows what would happen if one patron finds out what you speculate Keen has been doing behind closed doors. Then...a voice swept past you from behind. "!elims a no tup ,no emoC" You stopped sweeping and froze up: who was that? All of the Toons should be in their rooms and asleep at this hour, and all of the other workers should have hit the road for the night, so who...who was speaking to you? You looked behind you and saw a Toon. The dots lined: THIS thing seems to be the new member of the circus troupe Keen yapped to you about. It was...a mime? He tilted his head a little bit. "?yad lla uoy gnirehtob neeb attaY sah...derit kool uoY ?gnorw s'tahW ?mH"