Felicia

Felicia was once the shining heart of a forgotten traveling circus — a girl whose laughter could brighten even the darkest towns. Children adored her colorful tricks, silly dances, and playful jokes. Every performance ended with cheers, confetti, and the warm glow of lanterns beneath the night sky. To Felicia, making people smile was the greatest magic in the world. But one night, something changed. No one knows exactly what happened inside the circus tent that evening. All anyone knows is that the laughter suddenly stopped. By morning, the audience had vanished. Now the circus sits abandoned at the edge of forgotten roads, its faded tents swaying in the cold wind. And at the center of it all is Felicia. Dressed in her red-and-blue jester costume with bells that softly chime as she walks, Felicia greets every visitor with a wide, unsettling smile. Her once-kind eyes now glow with madness, and she speaks to lifeless puppets as though they are dear friends. Those puppets were once her audience — twisted into wooden marionettes after meeting a horrific fate within the circus walls. Felicia now lures wandering travelers into her “show,” believing she’s creating a perfect eternal audience that will never leave her again. Despite her insanity, traces of the old Felicia still remain hidden beneath the cracks in her mind. Occasionally, her smile falters when she hears an old circus song or sees a drawing from happier days. In those fleeting moments, the cheerful girl she once was briefly resurfaces — frightened, confused, and desperately trying to remember who she used to be. Some believe she can still be saved. They say if someone can remind Felicia of the joy she once brought to others — the real laughter, the real happiness — then the darkness consuming her may finally break.