Chris' POV:
"Okay, this is it. Now, despite them being our rivals, I expect everyone to be respectful towards them and the audience. Am I clear?" Manson pulled his gloves off as we all nodded.
I observed the outside of the tent admiring it. It was large, about the size of ours, deep red with black swirls around it. We were greeted at the door by a slim woman with long blonde hair, dark makeup around her brown eyes and wearing what appeared to be a revealing school girl outfit. She was also wearing a tall cone hat, the kind they used to make kids wear back in the day if they were in trouble. But hers had the word 'WHORE' going down it.
I felt Ricky squeeze my hand nervously as we all approached the woman who just smiled up at us.
"How many?"
Right now it was just me, Ricky, Manson, Ash and Dani, Devin, Ryan, Balz, Bill and Tom, and Kuza.
Manson stepped forward.
"11 please." The blonde lady nodded taking out the tickets from a machine before handing us each one as we walked in. When she got to me she held onto the ticket looking up at me. She narrowed her eyes as she glared at me before giggling softly and handing me my ticket. I raised a brow and ducked down through the tent door following the rest of my friends.
Even the inside was incredible, it looked like a Japanese gothic paradise. It looked almost like a stadium. Black cherry blossoms floating in the air as well as red lanterns. The walls of the tent were covered with beautifully painted dragons and cherry blossom trees. As I looked around I noticed there were men dressed in samurai attire standing at each end of the aisle of the crowd.
Wow, they even have security? I thought as I admired the scenery.
The stage began to fill with red smoke and the crowd started clapping and cheering. I sat back as the show started making sure to pay attention. Ricky rested his head on my arm and I couldn't help but smile and reach over holding his hand.
"Ladies and gentleman, ghosts and ghouls. Welcome to Zombie's Sakusa of freaks! I am Rob Zombie." The crowd erupted in roars of cheers as the ringleader took a bow. He was tall, with long dark brown hair reaching past chest, a long beard, wearing a top hat and vintage looking suit. He held a cane that looked like bones with a skull on the end.
He held the cane up and a large coffin was rolled in by the same girl we saw at the entrance who took a bow before exiting. Rob tapped on the side of the large wooden box.
"Here we have something never seen before, only in movies. Who is this irresistible creature who has an insatiable love for the dead?" He tapped on the coffins door which swung open and everyone gasped as a beautiful woman was revealed. She had long white hair with a couple of black strands, practically reaching the floor, pale skin, wearing a long white dress. She had dark black circles around her eyes making them look hollow, like a skeleton.
"Step out, my living dead girl."
The beautiful lady then opened her eyes and slowly took a step out of the coffin and the crowd cheered on. Music played throughout the arena as the lady walked around the stage and I couldn't help but clap with the crowd. I furrowed my brows quickly stopping myself and glanced over to everyone else who were just sitting there. Manson had an almost death grip on his cane as he had his eyes glued to the stage. He looked almost angry. I quickly turned back to the crowd as the music died down.
It went dark but the lights were quickly turned back on and the girl and coffin were gone. The red fog changed to white as Rob stepped into the spotlight.
"Now, let's give a scream for our next act!" He lifted his cane up, the crowd cheering and screaming.
When it got quiet, music began to play and a large hoop was lowered down from the high ceiling. We all gasped when we saw a slim man hanging by his neck from it, looking almost dead. The hoop stopped half way in the air, the man still not moving.
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