Cautiously, you walk through the front door. After all, who knows what could await within a head hovel? Perhaps a mere taxidermist with a collection of stuffed and mounted animal heads... or maybe heads of a less beastly persuasion. Given everything you've seen tonight, the possibility of a murderous decapitator seems all too plausible, but you know it's a risk you must take if you intend to find help. Holding your breath, you step further into the shop.
Empty. Not in terms of wares - the shelves are so cluttered you can't even tell what's on them - but in terms of people. You'd have expected someone to be minding the store, but there's no one at all. In fact, there isn't even any sign of a security system. All of this seems rather odd, but none so much as the sign sitting at the store's checkout counter:
"Out of town. Take what you want off the shelves, my treat. If you need directions, there's a map on the back of this sign.
-Herbert"
As if it weren't strange enough that this Herbert fellows was giving away his goods for free, the fact that he seemed to have divined that you would need that map is downright eerie. It seems suspicious, but you figure it's best not to look a gift horse in the mouth and gladly take the map. It only takes you a second to find that the circus here is set up in a park near your home, making it only a short walk away. That explains the lack of customers (no one in your neighborhood is up this late), though the absence of employees and mass amounts of latex remain a mystery. Not that it matters, since you can finally go home and put this night behind you. Then again, everything in this store IS free... it seems a shame not to at least look over what they're offering.