Circus Grata Domum. A new Circus that just arrived in the town you lived in. You decided to try it. That was your first mistake.

As soon as you'd stepped away from the ticket booth, away from the entrance/exit, your skin pricked as if you were being watched.

Nothing was wrong, nothing odd until after, when the Ringmaster makes a beeline for you.Why?

"Good evening." The blue-haired man called. "Have I seen you before?" His voice was a deep velvet that made you shiver. He had an accent.