Since you're not in the mood for shopping, you wander past the stores in hopes that... yes! The front gates! And they lead back out onto the streets! With any luck, you should be able to find your way home from here. Even if you can't, at least you'll get away from this creepy latex circus. Unfortunately, you're stopped as you approach the gates by a voice from a nearby ticket booth.
"Ticket please."
Ticket? What ticket?!? This isn't looking good...
"Sir, if you can't present a ticket I'm afraid I can't let you leave."
Okay, now you're getting nervous. You got in fine without a ticket, why can't you get out without one?
"Sir, if you don't have a ticket then you may aquire one through purchase of one of the flowers to the right."
So they make you buy flowers to get tickets? Not exactly convenient, is it? No matter, you just want to get the hell out of here so you examine the flowers on offer. They look like they're made of latex (jeez, haven't you seen enough of the stuff already?), but you're far too eager to care and just grab one at random. Immediately after you do, you're blinded by a rush of thick liquid shooting out of the fake plant and coating your face. You hear a terrible clown-like laugh, feel arms grabbing you, and then feel a painful impact with the street's curb as you're tossed onto it. Finally, you've escaped! Now to figure out what that stuff on your face is...