You try to stand up, only to find that you have been tied to what you assume is a table. Multicolored clothes stretch across your chest, arms, and legs, restricting any kind of movement. In the distance, you can make out the noises of the carnival. The noises give you some peace, at least you have some chance of escaping to civilization.
Suddenly, you hear footsteps approaching. But they don't sound like normal footsteps; they sound far too heavy and close together, almost like someone is waddling purposefully towards wherever you are. The footsteps stop, and you see a small ray of light slide into the room, just before a harsh yellow light comes on over you. The light is blinding, but through the corners of your squinting eyes, you see that you are in what appears to be some sort of circus tent. You must be inside a larger building though, judging by how far away the outside sounds seem.
"Oh, poor fella," the fat clown from earlier comments, "is the light too bright for ya?"
You start to reply, but he cuts you off, "Nothing I can do about it! And you won't care in a while anyway, once Miss Mesmero gets here, you'll be one of us!"
"You mean a clown?" you manage.
"Of course, boy! What else?"
You hear more footsteps approaching. The door swings open again, though less ominously this time. In steps a woman who you immediately assume to be Miss Mesmero. She is wearing a red and white stripped sleeveless shirt that is struggling to contain her cleavage, and a pair of silky black hot pants. Fishnets run from the bottom of the hot pants down her shapely legs until they reach a pair of ruby red stilletos. As she approaches, you manage to get a look at her face. Her hair is an orange the color of sunsets, done in a messy sidebun and topped with a magician's top hat. And her lips.. they're ruby red, the same as her heels. Never before, and probably never again will you see a woman so beautiful. She sidles up next to the table and pulls out what looks like a cheap magic wand. Leaning over you, she whispers in your ear...