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He appeared outside of the tent. The was something wrong. He fought through the crowd getting about halfway there realize he could teleport there. He walked into the back, he didn't see a single soul. Not there was one to be had anyway. He ran out onto the stage and saw Alaska lying there. He knelt beside her and turned to Marshall and Sophie, "What happened? Tell me now!" She felt cold, her breathing was normal, but she was cold as Ice. "Go start a hot bath." He wasn't thinking clearly. He would have gone and got it, it would have been quicker, but his mind was on the fact Alaska was lying there.
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Violet nodded silently at Desmond before he disappeared. When she walked inside the hideous trailer, she made a mental note about not trusting anyone at this place. The walls inside the trailer had the same ugly colour as outside and there wasn't much space. A big trunk full of clothes was standing underneath the tiny table and without even questioning it; Violet crawled down and pulled it out. She didn't have anything to sleep in and her dress was wet. There were a lot of different colourful dresses and Violet found a pretty white nightgown. She slipped it on and then realized she hadn't closed the door to her trailer yet. Oh god... When she reached out for the door, she noticed that people was running from the tent clinging to their belongings, some of them was still trying to get their clothes back on. All of the performers that hadn't been backstage were also running towards the tent opening. Maybe there had been some kind of accident. Violet felt that it would be wrong not to help, but at the same time she was too scared after all the things Victor had said. She slammed the door and covered the two windows. She wasn't going anywhere.
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Alyssa had been watching the whole thing from the side of the stage and at first she hadn't done anything out of shock. Then reality hit her and she jumped up on the stage to the others, still wearing her costume which was almost nothing. She'd never cared about Alaska, in her eyes she was a bitch. But now the bitch was lying almost dead on the floor and Alyssa got worried. Mostly because Alexander would freak out and throw one of his temper tantrums. "I saw it." Alyssa kept a few meters distance from Desmond and crossed her arms; she would never voluntarily go near him. "It almost looked like she was strangled." Alaska had been doing perfectly fine and then suddenly she grabbed her throat and started gasping for air. Almost like someone was strangling her, but Alyssa had seen everything and no one had been on the stage except for the three dancers.
“How very odd.” He mumbled with a small smile on his face. “Seems someone is collecting souls.” He laughed darkly at the thought before he continued on his way through the carnival.
Loud music came from one of the tents, he peaked his head in seeing three dancers. He watched the three they were very talented he knew that much, but there was something off about all of them. He had a weird sense, he himself was immortal, he knew when others were as well almost as if he could smell the immortality coming off of them. After watching he made his way into the tent, invisible of course he wouldn’t dare interrupt. The lights went black and it seemed as though there performance was over. He sat on the side of the stage of course no one could see him and he loved that.
The lights on the stage were brought back to a dim purple as another song started with a very young attractive girl, she…was immortal. He had a very dark thought cross his mind followed by a twisted smile. He stood up and slowly made his way up the steps and on to the stage examining her as she danced.
“I could take you away from this, you poor, poor beautiful creature, degrading yourself in such a manor.” He whispered softly, knowing she’d be the only one to hear him causing Alaska to freeze was she going crazy had anyone else heard that, but before she had time to do anything she felt a hand wrap around her neck tightly, closing off her air tubes she struggled but she couldn’t breathe. The moment he was sure she he had almost killed her he let her go letting her live. “Poor souls like you don’t deserve to live forever my dear, you are weak, immortality or not you can still be tortured until you are mad.” He whispered to her kneeling down next to her pushing a strain of her dark hair behind her ear and kneeling down to kissing her forehead “Your soul may belong to this carnival, but your body belongs to me now.” He smirked and stood calmly making his way off the stage and into the crowed blending in almost perfectly.
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Wesley was amused by the girl, but he was still in a one of his moods and that wasn’t going to change. He glanced up when he had heard her say something might be wrong and his heart almost stopped. He took off running towards the tent heading inside, he saw Desmond lead down next to Alaska who almost seem lifeless, as she laid on the stage. She was almost as pale as him, death, he thought to himself. He made his way on the stage.
“What the hell happened?” he looked to Desmond worried “Why is she still laying here, take her to her trailer.” He said slightly freaking out seeing her laying there.
Wyatt didn’t like the feeling he was getting, the feeling in the pit of your stomach when you feel like something bad is going to happen, then he saw his brother take of running. He quickly followed after his brother worried. His eyes widened at the sight of Alaska. He joined everyone else on stage, though not saying anything, keeping quite shooting his brother a look that said he should probably do the same.
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Alaska could hear everything that was going on around her, Desmond was there and she desperately tried to speak, move, anything, but she couldn’t her body was paralyzed. She couldn’t figure out what had happened no one was there, but that voice. That dark, twisted, sick voice replayed in her head, like a broken record. “Your weak.” “you don’t deserve to live forever my dear” “your body belongs to me now” she wanted to scream. All she wanted was to wake up from this nightmare, she wanted everything to be okay, but it wasn’t, something was very, very wrong.
However, Theodore was a bit more focussed on what he was chasing after. A man who looked like he belonged in a freak show, but had never been claimed by one. A few moments ago, Theodore was wandering around outside the tent when he noticed the slightly bold walk of a man walk in. Sure, the guy looked like a carnie, but his walk was way too confident and cocky to be that of a carnie at this carnival. Theo had picked up on it straight away, and before grabbing a lollipop to help him think, he was right on this guys feet, at a safe distance of course. However, he'd noticed a few things. When looking into the tunnel, instead of being curious, he seemed to know what he was looking at. Most of the carnie's didn't even know how the tunnel of dreams worked, so how did this guy?
Other things were of course picked up on the way, but that brought Theo to where he is now. Chasing after the hat of a demonic man who had seemed to destruct the show and bring about panic around the carnival members. Sure, he had no proof of this guy doing anything, but he was downright sure when he saw the man one moment, blinked and he was gone. Oh no, this was not something he wanted to let go. Something this juicy... With someone so puzzling... Oh, Theo was dying to find out everything. He didn't seemed the slightest bit concerned about Alaska in the slightest...
He reached for his jacket and grabbed his pipe and his box of matches. He leaned back and light up his pipe. "Tonight really isn't my night. All I wanted was a freaking quiet night... Or as quiet as a carnival would allow, but no. God has to slap me in the face and spit on me. Now, this." He took a healthy inhale and let the smoke go slowly as he tasted the apple flavored smoke against his tongue. Every decade he changed flavors or so, this decade was apple, last one was grape. He forgot about the year before. He got up from the toilet and sat down next to the love of his life. He kissed her forehead and watch the door intently, Desmond was waiting for people to crash this party. However the thought that took up the most in his memory was: "Where is my Brother?"
“Looks like someone wants to play.” He said to the doll that now sat in his hands. “What’s your name?” he ask the doll.
“Theodore Wilkonshire” the doll answered in a hypnotized voice.
“Very good, Say Theodore, want to play a game?” he asked the doll as he nodded his own head, the doll following suite. He slowly pulled a long needle from the sleeve of his jacket. He looked up seeing the fortune teller and the puppet master walking by him he followed behind them as he started in with his newest victim.
“You should learn not to stick your nose into someone else’s business, my dear boy. It’s a shame your such an attractive young fellow, but I’ll have to make you pay.” He whispered, only Theo would be able to hear his taunts. He jab the life like doll in the stomach pulling the long needle all the way out the other side slowly, torturously. Once he finished he tucked the needle back into his sleeve and dropped the doll once the doll hit the floor it was nothing more than a poorly made doll and was useless. “Consider this a warning.” He whispered before walking away, this time staying invisible as he left the carnival.
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As Alaska’s body temperature started to rise, she didn’t feel so trapped in her mind any more. Her eyes slowly opened as if she had been heavily medicated. Her eyes heavy and her vision was bleary, her head felt too heavy to lift, she slowly turned to the side seeing Desmond sitting next to her as he stared at the door.
“You shouldn’t be her my love.” She whispered “It’s too dangerous.” She frowned gently still out of it.
She slowly moved her hand up the length of her bare body until she reached her neck, that was extremely sore to the touch and was lightly bruised. She wasn’t at all bother by the fat that Desmond had stripped her, for one they had been having an affair for years now, secondly he job was to flaunt her body.
“Desmond you should go before your brother gets here.” She said softly staring to feel better, but her mind clearing more. She grabbed her purple rob as she slowly and carefully got out of the bath tub wrapping it around herself and tying. She knelt down next to Desmond placing her lips to his kissing him passionately, before pulling away hearing a knock at the door.
“Shit.” She whispered breathlessly, having not kissed him like that in some time, it got harder for them to sneak around with time. She tried to read the thoughts of the person who knocked at her trailer door but they were unreadable and only one person knew how to do that. She swallowed “Alexander.” She whispered terror was evident in her voice.
During mid-thought, a horrendous amount of pain entered his gut and his eyes widened. Theo yelled out and then stumbled slightly, not really caring what a spectacle he could make of himself. But he was trying to keep the noise down, no matter how much pain was surging through hi- "Oh f*ck." He grunted, falling to his knees and crouching over himself, feeling a damp patch on the front of his shirt. He grunted and then fell down onto his side, breathing heavily and reaching his hand up his shirt, holding the point where a hole had been pierced right through his body. He flinched and stared at the carnival tents, not really meaning to, but a little lost in the whirlpool of questions circling his mind. And then bringing him back to reality, he heard, “Consider this a warning.” He blinked repeatedly and then rested his head on the ground. He seemed to think for a moment, chest raising and falling in heavy breathing, before a smile seemed to grow on his face. "Oh he is a marvellous puzzle..." He said to himself with a little chuckle.
He pulled out his pipe and light it again. He leaned up against Alaska's trailer while he waited for the damn fortune teller. He hated playing doctor, but he had picked it up over the years, his brother couldn't be trusted with this sort of thing. It took a delicate hand to repair somebody. He wasn't as good as somebody who was trained in it, but he had picked up the general gist of it. He let the smoke exit his lungs in a slow fashion. To somebody who didn't know him, it looked like he was solving a puzzle. To his friends, it looked like he was in great stress. He hardly ever smoked. This was his third pipe tonight.
His eyes suddenly opened and he stared at no point in particular. 'Consider this a warning'. His face lit up into a smile and he suddenly sprung upright. "Father of hell! How could I have been so stupid..." He bashed his head on the puppet's back. "He's only just found us, he was just having a play around today, see what would happen. He'll be back though. God, he wouldn't just leave after one visit and causing so much damage. If anything, it's to make his presence known, to get the fear element from people, much like Alexander does. It's just a warning. He's warning us that he'll be back, and next time, he's going to try and do something worse. My God, this is bloody well one of the most entertaining things I've heard in years!" Theo's grin lit up his face. "When he comes back, he'll do something else, and when he does, it'll be more grand and much more catastrophic than we'd ever believe!" He had a little gleeful laugh, finding the whole scandal rather exciting and intriguing, before he suddenly felt a shiver run through him. His head dropped and he groaned as a headache washed over him and he suddenly felt the pang back in his gut. It was as if his miniature thought wave had brought his body functions working at a faster pace. But as soon as it was over, reality would strike back at him again. Theo ran a hand through his hair and looked up to the monkey. "You realise that this feels rather degrading... being carried off by a gorilla puppet and spilling out thought processing to it." He murmured, flopping a little again and sucking in a breath.
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