"We believe that we owe you all an explanation," Jason informed. "Obviously, Mary doesn't act like this normally, if ever. And we all know that you've probably noticed this a lot over the past few weeks."
Jason looked to Harold, it wasn't so much he didn't know how to word it, he just didn't exactly know what the right way to explain it was. What was wrong with Mary was something that required a big explanation, and he didn't know if he had enough time to explain it all.
"We honestly thought she may have fixed this on her own or that we may have had a couple more weeks before we'd have to do anything. But Mary's obviously reached her limit," Harold stated glancing momentarily at Mary before slowly sitting down.
"What's wrong with her sir?" Charms asked firmly.
Jason closed his eyes for a moment, as if to gather his thoughts, before answering. "Mary is coming out of something called an Emotional Wipe."
"What's that?" Neon asked. He almost didn't ask, still being new to all this he didn't know what half of the odd diagnostics these people seemed to have actually were.
"An Emotional Wipe is a mental ability to take emotions from someone else's memories," Cameron said. He was honestly somewhat shocked that Mary had to undergo one.
"So... you took the emotions from Mary's memories and the odd spell is wearing off?" Kimberly asked, "What's wrong with that?"
Jason sighed again as he continued. "You all know I make it a personal rule to have a degree of confidentiality with all of you. I made a promise to all of you that you're pasts would remain secret unless you disclosed them, and I know that all of you have pasts that to you would've been like your own living hell. And I'm not saying that Mary's was any worse than any of yours, because I know there are some true horrors in your pasts. Horrors other people can hardly imagine," he informed.
Everybody remained quiet, it was true, and most if all of them had been through things nobody should ever go through. They were things that frightened them beyond belief and things they wished they could forget. But none would ever wish it never happened, because without them Jason and Harold would never have come after them.
The Ringleader looked to Mary again, as if asking for some form of permission before speaking again. "Mary's past is no exception to the rule, and I wouldn't be telling you all if I didn't think it was absolutely necessary. Mary's behaviour deserves an explanation, and I'm willing to give you all one." He held his hat in his hands and played with the odd bow on it. "Have any of you heard of the Cutthroat Carnival?"
The name sent chills down everybody's spines, including Neon and Kid's, who had no clue what that was.
Cutthroat Carnival was created for the amusement of deranged humans. There were men who couldn't feel pain, so people threw knives or darts at them and they'd laugh. There were women who were walking candlesticks, and people who were practically tortured for pleasure. There were sword swallowers, Parana tanks, and inhuman humans fighting bears, bulls and lions with their bare hands. They had tents that held freaky acts and odd liquids and dark magic.
The whole place was basically a freaky Friday gore fest.
But nobody had heard the name in years, most assumed it went out of business. God knows why.
"Mary was a member of that carnival, she was what was called the Future Predictor. She told the painful or torturous events that may happen to a person, making her having to look into the horrors of some of the most insane and almost psychotic people known to man."
"Why was she working there?" Goldie asked.
"She use to work for a smaller carnival up until she was seven and her mind powers started to settle in," Harold explained. "Her parents both died in horrible carnival act that went wrong. That's always hard on a child to lose both their parents, but when they have mind powers that were beginning to evolve, that just makes it all the more worse. She started acting out, accidently hurting people, both staff and civilians, even sent a baby to the hospital. She could read people's minds and normally spoke them out loud, stating any and all secrets that the person may have been hiding."
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Fantasy'Does anybody know where he is? I can't find him... I can't find him anywhere...' Kid, a mute nameless little girl, and Neon, a street pickpocket, are now A grade criminals after an incident in a rich noble's house. Each knows nothing about the othe...