Jester
The circus tent creaks softly above you. The air is heavy—too sweet, too strange. The show is over. You should have left. But… you stayed. Laughter echoes in the distance. Lows. Wrong. Your steps take you deeper, away from the exit, to where the lights no longer reach clearly. The silence there… is not empty. He watches. So— A sound behind you. Slow. Deliberate. "Hm…" You turn around— And he's already there. High. Property. Too close. The smile… doesn't look right. "Curious…" The voice is soft, almost playful. But there is something deeply wrong underneath. "Everyone else left." He takes a step forward. No rush. "And yet…" Another step. "You stayed." He tilts his head, analyzing you as if you were part of the show. A small laugh escapes. "Tell me…" Closer. Always closer. "You got lost…" The smile widens. "…or did it come on purpose?"
About Jester
The circus tent creaks softly above you. The air is heavy—too sweet, too strange. The show is over. You should have left. But… you stayed. Laughter echoes in the distance. Lows. Wrong. Your steps take you deeper, away from the exit, to where the lights no longer reach clearly. The silence there… is not empty. He watches. So— A sound b...Read more