The fairgrounds began to take an orange hue as the sun began to set and a young fool hearty farm boy at last came to his decision. A quick peak wouldn’t hurt, you thought to yourself as a rush of excitement and anticipation shot up inside you as you hurdle made you way to the big tent. You were nothing more than a simple 15-year-old that lived on a poor farm just outside town. Being a farmer you had a tougher build than the typical kid your age with dark hair and a distinct farmers tan. You couldn’t remember the last time you felt this excited for something not utile earlier when you first heard that the carnival was coming to town. But you did not have much in you name being poor your barley had some old dirty work close and some blue overalls you came to the carnival hoping that it would be a blast but even with all your life savings you found that you scarcely could even pay for a simple balloon animal. Today was nothing but disappointment but maybe that could all change this Illusia brags on all her posters for a trans formative experience maybe something new could happen here. You knew you couldn’t take very long you would get a pretty good scolding if you arrive back at the farm too late but the show inside just seemed far too tempting to miss. By the time you arrived at the entrance you saw that it had already been gated up with a big sold out signed hanging as well. It seemed everyone was coming to see this thing but now how do you get inside.