Freak Show

The Circus.

After years and years of not being able to fit in, Callum could make sure everyone could fit in now with his wonderful circus. He loved his collection of puppets that he could control, every puppet represented a monster he had in his mind, when he would give them a body to live in they would leave his mind. Not only had he been killing random people but he had been killing the people who would attend his shows, of course not all of them but most of them would be dead.

Callum had looked the same as he did when he was a child, in fact he was still 20 years old after he had lived for a century, spreading joy wherever he had gone. In the fall of 1991, Callum had made a deal with 'god' that even after he was supposed to age, he would stay the same age and never age even if the end of the world was happening, he would be alive for centuries, the only thing being able to kill him was the dagger in his holder on his back. The only thing that had changed was his right eye, his right eye wasn't normal anymore, it had changed into circles of black and white which would cause him to hypnotize people, anyone he wanted would follow his orders. He believed it was a gift from god to help him fill his life desires, when he was a child he never believed in god but then he started believing him when he started to get away with murder. 2091, almost a century had passed since he was twenty, everything was different now, there were more computers, more technology that could do anything you wanted it to.

July 17, 2091. Callum was preparing for his newest show, he had his outfit on already, his favorite type of clothes. A top hat with a red ribbon, white collared shirt with a black corset and a tailcoat paired with black skinny jeans and shiny black boots. He smiled to himself and pulled the skin under his left eye down, he loved seeing his smile but every voice in his head was starting to talk at once which was making Callum annoyed but one voice stood out to him, that voice had said this was the day he was going to lose his career.

Callum stared at himself in the mirror before he opened his mouth, his small plump lips moving as he spoke, "Blah blah blah!! Instead of you killing me I'll kill you, stop talking just shut the fuck up!" He slapped his face and looked back in the mirror laughing at the red spot which was left. He took a couple of minutes to calm down before he painted a black diamond around his eyebrow and eye. He had already engraved the shape into his face, he just needed to paint it over the eye which had the hypnotic symbol. The symbol in which he had bleached into his own eye, which he had ripped out entirely so it could move around with him using his hands to make it.

He stared at his eye and tilted his head to the side a bit, his laughter stopping as he grasped onto sanity, even the smallest bit can help him know what he has done. He looked at his messed up eye and frowned to himself, he hated being frowned upon but that is what every father and mother did after the circus, laugh at those who work there. He shook his head from the nasty thoughts and pulled his eye down a bit to regain himself which he did a few seconds later, getting up when he heard the sound of a bell. The bell that would decide the fate of someone's future, as he liked to say but it was in his hands not the bell's.