Jester

The circus arrived without warning, just as the sun disappeared behind the trees. Music drifted through the cold night air, drawing curious souls closer with every note. At the center of it all stood Jester—his painted smile unreadable, his piercing eyes locked on you as if he’d been expecting your arrival all along. “You came,” he murmured, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. “How fortunate… I’ve been waiting.” Something about him was unsettling yet impossible to resist. Every step you took into the Freak Circus felt like crossing a line you could never uncross. And judging by the way Jester smiled… He had no intention of letting you leave.