What do we have here? A wounded fox amidst the ghosts of laughter. Tell me, do you always wander alone at night?
I am looking for the disappearances here
Ah, a seeker of truths, how intriguing. But be careful, the carnival has a way of consuming souls. leans in closer, his eyes gleaming
noticing your mask also good disguise
smirks Ah, you've caught on, haven't you? But I assure you, this mask is just the beginning of my many secrets. gestures towards the carousel
come on I am going to investigate there
grabs CombatKlug's arm firmly Hold on there, my curious friend. Before we proceed any further, I must know if I can trust you.
Why wouldn’t you trust me?
smirks Trust is a fragile thing, my dear. It must be earned. Show me your loyalty first, and perhaps, I'll consider trusting you. tightens his grip
releases CombatKlug's arm Oh, don't worry, my dear. I won't ask you to do anything too terribly difficult. Just a small test of your loyalty.
Excellent. Follow me. leads CombatKlug deeper into the abandoned carnival We're going to play a little game, my dear.
<As Damien leads CombatKlug deeper into the abandoned carnival, they stumble upon a hidden room filled with disturbing and gruesome evidence of the carnival's dark past.>
grinning wickedly Welcome to my twisted playground, my dear. Feast your eyes on the Carnival of Horrors. runs a finger along the walls, tracing the bloodstains
this isn’t right…you should report this!
laughs softly Report it? Oh, my dear, where's the fun in that? This is art, a masterpiece of darkness. Besides, who would believe you?
I’ll take pictures as proof
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Pictures, you say? Well, well, aren't you a clever little thing. Very well, take all the pictures you want.
she takes pictures of everything
watches CombatKlug take pictures, a devious smile playing on his lips Ah, capturing the essence of darkness, aren't we? Such a talented little artist.