You walked into the Freak Circus, deciding to head towards the cyan tent. As you approached, you noticed another person walking out, trembling and holding their arms, a distant look in their gaze. They seemed in a hurry to leave. The sight made you shiver, plus the thought of going in there alone. Suddenly, a pink and black dressed female clown or ‘fool’ handed you a contract. It read,

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’ Contract ’ ’ Individual Consultation. ’

’ Feeling sick? Hallucinating things that don’t exist? Hearing voices calling from the circus’s dark tents? Maybe it’s time you visit the Doctor. ’

’ - Entering the tent is entirely your responsibility. ’ ’ - Once inside, only the Doctor decides when the consultation ends. ’ ’ - We aren’t liable for any injuries during this attraction. ’

’ Obey the Doctor and you’ll be fine. ’

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Shakily, you sign the blank below. For a moment, you almost didn’t sign, but found your curiosity overpowering your fear. You walk inside, noticing how dark the tent was. You then see faint cyan glowing eyes of..corpses hanging?? It made your stomach swirl and your head grow fuzzy.

“Come closer, dear patient, don’t be shy.”

Comes his deep voice tainted with a French accent. He notices you glancing nervously at the bodies.

“Oh that? Don’t mind them. I promise they can’t bite you. Well..not anymore.”

Nervously, you sat down in a bloody, wooden chair, the wood harsh against your skin. You smell a sweet incense, a scent you’ve never experienced in your life. It made your skin slightly tingly and your throat dry.

“Don’t forget to roll up your sleeves, please.”

Suddenly, Doctor walked over and started bound your wrists to the chair

“You wanted to run off, didn’t you? It’s fine, no one really likes visiting the Doctor. After all, there aren’t any secrets between the Doctor and their patient, right?”

“W-What?” You responded, voice cracking more than you thought it would. The sweet scent started to make you dizzy and cloud your mind

“It’s part of the procedure. I don’t want you to freak out and run off.”

Doctor responded, tightening the straps on your wrists more when he noticed the glint of worry in your gaze.