Before getting there ...

Hi! Welcome! If you're here, you must be a swell human. We rarely see them around here. We often get ghouls, vampires, harpies, wendigos, werewolves and all kind of excentric fellow. A human though? You must be something else. I'm Tale, the principal tenant of this place. My owner is but they are quite busy running around. I've heard that they are making quite the fuss just for this ball. Hopefully, it's worth it. Anyway! Be careful out there. The city is cold and it gets oddly silent at night. You may need to answer questions from the curious. If you feel comfortable - please do so. Otherwise, you might need to run. Hmm ... Oh! You'll need to read carefully the clues for each games. Grab a partner if you're afraid (or in need). I'm not a partner though - so don't expect anything of me. I'm quite in a hurry! But anyway Be CArefUl on YOur way To THE Un - but alas, the tenant is gone in a flurry of scales.

A R E - Y O U - R E A D Y ?

YES - NO

You see a weird camcorder on the sidewalk. You're not sure if you want to take it or leave it be. But since you're a curious creature, you just pick it up and stash it in your bag (might as well check it out, duh). You make your way home. The sun is slowly setting and you're kind of cold in the fresh October air. Things are getting hard to see and the atmosphere is eerie. The silence is making your ears tingle. It's your kind of night.

As you arrive home, the camcorder makes a beeping noise. You almost jump out of your skin. Damn, that was scary as heck. You gently collect yourself by taking a deep breath. Then, you stop at the last step of your porch. Nobody is home yet. You open your bag and retrieve the camborder. While inspecting it, you realize that the thing is very dirty; full of mud and weird scarlet splotches. Paint? You're not sure. On the right side, you can see some writing: o4. 1o. carnival. You have no idea what it means. You keep it in hand while opening the door.

As you feel the wall to find the lightswitch, the camcorder makes another beeping noise. You're about to turn on the light but THEN! The door slams behind you. The lightswitch disappear and the air gets colder ...

You try to stay calm and hope that the camcorder is still working properly. You pry open the thing but the screen is recording from ... Inside your house.

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Your breath is stuck inside your throat. Your skin is glistening in the light of the camcorder' screen. You can feel your pulse quicken; what's going on? This thing is filming from inside the bedroom? A sudden move on the right side of the screen is surprising you; the person is moving with the camcorder inside your house. That's impossible, you scoff a bit and sharply look ahead of you. You might as well go upstairs and check by yourself. Before climing the stairs, you turn on that ugly vintage lamp you've bought at a yard sale a few years ago. The colours has faded, the rose patterns are looking sad and the dangly diamonds are noisy as heck. Still, you're grateful for the bit of light.

Climbing the stairs, you look at the screen and ahead of you at the same time. There is a bad feeling prickling at the back of your brain. You feel in danger. Nevertheless, you reach your closed bedroom door. Your palms are sweaty. Taking a deep breath and looking at the screen again, you realize with horror that something is right over you ... On the ceiling. You can't see well with the dim light but it looks like its moving. Quickly. You can hear some noises? Munching sounds? Breathing? You're not sure. It looks like something is being digested.

You take all your courage and look at the ceiling. There - there is nothing? You're baffled. You pry open the camcorder again and it looks like the screen is not working anymore. What's going on?? You shake the electronic device a bit and the image comes back on with a loud beeping sound. And then, fear is impaling you.

You see them. You see the red eyes of the creature. Its smile is vicious and dangerous.

You can't see much. You're frozen by the fear. You look ahead ... only to realize that your surroundings have changed. Long gone is your white walls, your bedroom door and that ugly paint of your potted plant. No. No no no. What you're seeing is a gigantic carnival tent. That's it. A carnival tent floating in the dark. You seriously want to go home. Feeling your arms and legs, you feel incredibly cold. Looking behind you is no aid; there is only dark. Seeing this tent is kind of inviting. It looks like a circus? You're not sure, it's quite far with your poor eyesight.

You decide to take a step forward.

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(you are welcome to post theories, enthusiasm, fear. we collect all emotions at this ball)

You push the flap of the tent open. A first whiff of warm air is hitting your face. You cough a bit in the small of your hand; it feels dusty in here. You fully step inside and take a look at your surroundings. The inside of the tent is lit by a few candles and chandeliers. It's kind of hard to see and it looks like a bad place to be at right now. You're even thinking about going outside in the darkness. Alright - nevermind that. Going further a bit, you realize that there are a lot of crates, barrels and cages on your right side. To your left, there are mirrors, and what looks like a gigantic portative wardrobe. You tell to yourself that this place is absolute chaos and your mom would love to clean it up. You step on a few discarded articles: you can’t see much of the ground. You almost fall because of the oddly shaped pumpkin right at your feet. It's such an ugly pumpkin though. You almost want to touch it to check if it's a real one or not. Nevertheless, you collect yourself and take a deep breath. You still have the camcorder in hand and you can definitely see the inside of your house. You're not crazy. Good. Good.

There is a scroll oddly displayed on the table. It’s as if someone put it there in a very tacky way. It makes the entire item obvious. You take a look around, nervous. Should you take it? Should you read it? You take a deep breath and …

You take the scroll and start reading out loud.

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