Maestro: Let's Have a Bloody Good Time

Disclaimer:
This book contains a lot-and I mean a lot-of sick, twisted acts and events. So much so that, during the writing process, I genuinely questioned my own sanity and considered checking myself into a mental institution. (Still debating, honestly.) But hey, that's probably what makes this book all the more interesting, right?

If you enjoy what happens here, well... you're probably just as twisted as I am-if not worse.

No clowns, mannequins, or circus staff were harmed during the writing of this book-except the imaginary ones. Proceed with caution, and remember: the circus isn't always fun and games.

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I thought this would be a simple night out-a chance to let my daughter, Emma, have some fun. Cotton candy, Ferris wheels, and maybe a rigged game or two. You know, the usual circus routine. But this? This is something else entirely.

The lights were too bright, the smiles too wide, and those two maestros running the show? They weren't here to entertain. They were here to play. And somehow, I had become their favorite contestant.

We never should have come here. Now, I'm trapped in their twisted playground, forced to play their sick games just to find Emma-because they took her. Every step forward feels like ten steps into madness, but I won't stop.

Not until I get her back.