Twisted Circus

Chapter Seven

Hey guys. I know, it's been a while. But hopefully I'm back updating on Wattpad FOR GOOD now. I explained on my last chapter of Reputation, but my everyday life is a mid-life crisis lolll. If you don't remember what happened, I understand, and recommend just going back and reading the last chapter to refresh ur memory.

This chapter is a bit weird, and the ending contains quite uncomfortable content, so pls do skip, if you don't want to read. Enjoy

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In the Freaks arms, they held a decayed corpse which was burnt to a crisp; it was coated in smoke, heaps of it invading Sienna's nostrils instantly, causing her to gag. Man or woman, it was definitely dead. The look of it was sickly and unbearable; it didn't even look like a human anymore.

A wave of nausea hit Sienna almost instantly and she felt her body becoming unstable as she gripped the tent for support. Her weak legs weighed down, almost giving up on her. They'd burned someone alive. A real person. Like her. Sienna felt as every bit of colour drain out of her complexion as she the repeated image engraved itself in her already deteriorating mind, molesting it. The rosy in her lips and cheeks faded, leaving her looking ghostly.

Suddenly, vomit shot up her throat and she began loudly spewing all over herself, not preventing it from falling as her arms were limp and shocked by her side.

The deformed creatures automatically swung their bodies round, noticing her deadly face gazing at them as she allowed the barf to coat her days-old cheer outfit.

" Sienna.." Francis said, releasing the body instantly, caught red - handed.

Sienna's eyes shot towards them with bloodshot terror within the sockets. It was as if realisation had hit her, as she then let out the scream of her lifetime when Francis approached her. The adrenaline coldly ran through her body and into her legs which before was rocking to and fro, ready to collapse. She instantly took of running and the other men dropped the body as well.

" How the fuck did she get out?!" Jerome yelled instantly, the veins bulging from his forehead in automatic fear.

"Shit!" Jerome cursed in panic; it was rare you seen fear in this emotionless creature. But everyone knew why he was so scared. He swung his body towards The Freaks. " Francis and Bill, sort this shit out. Me and Demean will go after her."

Bill agreed and quickly turned with an animalistic nature, setting off to creep through the freak show and find her. Francis nodded his head, taking a moment to breathe before following Bill.

Sienna was running; she didn't know where. She could barely see a thing at all. The dim lights in the darkness prevented her from detecting where those deformed specimens may be as they crept around, attempting to catch their prey. Sienna's appearance was covered in fear and terror as the monsters got nearer to her.

She had to get out of here.

The night air chomped at her shoulders and her naked, bleeding foot stung against the grass. It was so dark

Sienna reached a large, barb- wired gate. Her expression gleaned with hope as she grabbed the lock. Of course, it was bolted shut.

" Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Sienna slammed her head against the metal bar like a mental patient, her quaking hands still tugging, begging for it to magically unlock. She then began to climb the fence, not feared by the barb-wire that could possibly kill her. One foot reached up, trembling beneath her, jerking with fright that could make her fall if she took another step.