As they finally approached the main tent, a dark figure stood next to the entrance. Both of them caught off guard and stopped dead in their tracks. "Who the fuck are you?" Greg's voiced cracked out the question for the unknown person. The stranger took his hat to his chest and bowed ever so gracefully to his guests. He spoke with a soft eerie voice, "Please, no need to be frightened. My name is Jude and I shall be your Ringmaster for tonight's showing. Come this--." He was immediately interrupted by Greg's loud boisterous laugh. "Wow, this is some shit welcome you have for your guests. I would suggest getting new help around this piece of shit place." He commented in a snarky tone to Jude. Greg then grabbed Julie's arm and stomped his way into the tent. As they slipped by Jude, Julie mouthed a sorry to the ringmaster. Jude smiled at her and nodded his head before the couple disappeared into the tent.
Jude grinned widely, displaying a hint of evil intentions. He slowly made his way into the back of the tent as he came upon his troupe. It was truly a sight to see, they were covered in head to toe with bright colors, and adorning hats. Some with two heads some with 3 arms. His family, a band of misfits, working together to put on a show. What sights and sounds they produced. There was Knife throwing, lion taming but most of all they had tight rope walking with no net. He was surely proud of each act, and the means to a better future for all of them. Of course these were foolish dreams, but Jude was used to making foolish choices.
Hopefully soon to be a new chapter! Possible gore!
