The Ringmaster

Constantine was as ordinary as a girl her age could get. She was a high school graduate, has a decent paying job, and is doing exceedingly well in her passion for gymnastics.

One day she receives a letter in the mail from an unknown sender telling her to go to an address. Out of curiosity, she goes, only to be disappointed when she finds herself at the ruins of an old circus tent.

As she is about to leave, she turns around to see a guy around her age who claims to be the "ringmaster" of this imaginary circus. He introduces himself as James and invites her to come see the show two nights from now.

As she starts to spend more time at the circus known to be "Le Cirque de Beaulieu", she starts to unravel mysteries and secrets she and no one else are supposed to know. And she wants out. But why is she hesitating? Why doesn't she just run away and never return to that horrid place?

The simple answer is: She can't leave.

**I labeled this story as "mature" because there are going to be some violent scenes. There are not going to be any sexual scenes, but maybe some strong language. Overall, my story is aimed for more mature teenagers.**