You walk in to a abandoned theatre after your freinds dared you to,hoping to just get this over with when you hear upbeat circus adhead but this is different. It's echoy and sounds like almost calm,with loud drums and faints hints of a piano. You look past the tattered curtains to see a porcelain woman on stage,stretching out her spring to spin to the music and moving her hands in the air gracefully. Her jester hat jingles around as she bounces around,silenced by the music and her singing
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