»Sitting outside on his porch, the young adult looked up to see a colorful tent peaking our from the foliage of trees. He was sure there was some kind of circus in town for the week. Who would actually go to a circus? Even if he hadn't gone to a circus before, he was sure that many wouldn't go because of the clowns. Many told him they were evil and never to be trusted. That made him laugh completely. He only thought of clowns to be silly, foolish, and annoying characters that acted funny in the most ridiculous way as possible. Sighing deeply, he slumped down onto the bench and saw a few walking clowns returning to their trailers not to far from where the circus tent was. Eyeing them, he also saw another figure. They didn't look to be apart of the circus at all. Were they just visiting the circus or maybe something different?