DARK WOODS CIRCUS | DWC Book 1

24. Part

♪ now playing: Circus Monster by Coru, in Japanese language, steam remix version ♪

Gore warning

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24. Part

5. ACT

"Finally, the best oddities!" I heard the stone, chilling voice of the man standing on the stage, echoing through the entirety of the size of the large coliseum.

Again.

The reflectors were illuminating the stage to its perfection, making anything on it more visible.

The people were cheering at the sight of us, and I felt something tug within my stomach at the gut wrenching smell coming from somewhere, but I couldn't tell its location.
It was dead bodies. There were dead people nearby, once again, and the living, who were watching us, were about to see them, just like we were.

Oh God. Again? Am I going to have to do this again?

I imagined myself putting somebody's limb into my mouth, and I could feel the vomit in my throat, but it did not enter my mouth yet.

The Blue Beast was standing next to me, and he was looking at the ground, avoiding catching a glance of anyone around us.
So many people had their eyes glued to us, as if we were hypnotizing them with our presence.

I wanted to turn around and run back, but I would have been either brought back, or punished. Truly, the latter would happen, because I would destroy the show.

Please, let me go.

I could feel the bones within my body tremble, and rapidly, I have looked away from the audience in front of me.

Standing in the sheer distance from where my feet touched the ground beneath, with my grey eyes I was seeing as the ringleader, as soon as he began walking, sped up his pace with which his feet were moving, and soon enough he was towering over me with his height.

His fingers wrapped tightly round my chin, moving my head up, and he made my eyes, which screamed out of the fear I felt in every limb, every hair, every facial expression I could make, look in the eyes of the psychopath of the monster he was. He was the same person as the first time I stepped my feet on this suffocating stage.

There was no emotion, other then the anger I felt when I looked deep within, and only looking forced me to find it impossible not to try to stare away.

Yet, with the grasp he had on my chin, I could not.

With that, the mad cheering of the spectators nearly numbed my eardrums, causing my head ache. It was hard to take a proper breath, as my airway was blocked by the terror.
The tall man in front of me, without warning, held my hand in his, and instantly, his hand made direct contact with the Blue Beast's, too.

Why was I chosen for this role? I know I'm a monster. Why me, though?

They probably just needed another freak to fill in the important role.

We did not fight the moves he made in order to walk the two of us closer to the edge of the stage, closer to the people.

"Our Cannibal Blue Beast is a part human, part werewolf. It loves to eat dead people, and it's a soulmate with Pretty Lovely Freak! It is not a werewolf, nevertheless, it loves to eat dead things too! But hold your attention for its second act! Once again, we have a thank you to say to the Blue Woods Circus, as they had to have come a really long way from Japan to join our show! They only joined our Circus a month ago, and now it's time to return home! We'll sadly miss them and we feel the ache in our hearts, but we can assure you this is not the last time we see of them! Some of you are seeing them for the second time, some for the very first time! One way or the other, let's all show them the love they gained in France!"