“Welcome, one and all, to the main attraction of Area 1, ‘Fantasy Blood-shooting Range’! Things might get a little too spooky for little ones, so hold on tight to your mommy and daddy’s hands!”

The Barber, Nicolina, stood to the side hidden by the cardboard props of the stage within her pride and joy. The Fantasy Blood-shooting Range, speaking into a microphone which distorted her voice only slightly. Holding her Hardblood Scissors and obscured from view, she waited for her prey to reveal themselves on the main stage as Bloodfiends began filling the attraction. Her blood red eye gleams out from her sewn mask while a giggle of glee emanates from where she hid.