Black tents rise overnight at the edge of town. The enticing scents of caramel corn and cotton candy float through the cool autumn air. A voice rises, from the dark woods around you or from your own head, you don't know: "Welcome to the Cirque de Minuit. Won't you come inside, and see what strange wonders await?"

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