The Dark Carnival
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Last published Fri, May 24, 2019
Welcome to the Show
The Dark Carnival awaits you...
"The Carnival emerges only when you're about to die."
Does that mean I'm already dead?
*Warning*
Mentions GORE and DEATH.
May have severe swearing.
Some sexual references.
EVERYTHING WRITTEN IN THIS STORY IS EITHER HEADCANON OR PURE FICTION. THIS WAS WRITTEN PURELY FOR FUN AND TO GET THIS IDEA OF MINE INTO WORDS. HAPPY READING!
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