For those who are ready to move on. All chains, except Mr. Marksman's group, are still open for a limited amount of time.
For the people who didn't join a group, do so asap lest your character be killed off.

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On your tour, you notice a cracked door with blue light flickering through. Your curiosity gets the better of you.

You peek through the crack and are met with what seems to be a camera monitoring room, possibly for the TV show the Puppet Master mentioned. On each screen, you find it trained on a different attraction.

(In a place like this, there is bound to be creatures lurking around. Some are "innocent" park attractions. Some are not.)

Prophetic Witch ☹️

"What we like to think of ourselves and what we really are rarely have much in common . . ."

Anarchy

A screen at the top left shows some woman with bones, braids and a brooding expression squats in some kind of shack. Her surroundings are filled with jars, bowls, ropes, animal carcasses and so on. She leans over a pile of scattered herbs in the midst of 7 candles, making a circle around her. She holds a bowl in her hand and is meticulously grinding something into a fine dust. Once finished, she takes the dust and sprinkles it high over her head so it falls on her and the herbs below. For a brief moment, the floor around her sizzles with sparks before, all at once, the candles blow out with a gust.

The Inseparable 😧

"I never knew much about people until I took one apart . . . Just to see how it worked."

Wraith & Phantasma

When you first look to the next monitor, you blink a few times before you can comprehend what you're seeing. Two heads, four arms, two torsos and lots of long black hair. This . . . these people . . . "sit" on an uncomfortable looking floor mat. Where walls should be, there are bars. The only thing shielding them from the eye of the public was a purple curtain pulled between them. Despite the uncomfortable setting, the girls pay little attention to anything other than grooming one another. The girl on the right combs the others hair while the girl on the left dips her pinky finger in a small bowl of red . . . lets call it rouge. (But if you couldn't guess any better, one might say it looked like blood) She applies it messily to her sister's lips and neither of them speak a word.

Tree of Life 😶

"Destroy the seed of evil or it will grow up to your ruin."

Alberto

The monitor just next to that was trained on a wood with just a bunch of trees. Everything seems perfectly still and normal. You nearly disregard it and move on if not for the tiniest movement. Your eyes are drawn to the little twigs of branches that made the small, yet strangely sudden, movement. Something seems off. You eyes go up the branch and your brain goes into a jumble trying to put the pieces together. Then it recognizes that the tree seems to look like a man . . . But . . . Then doesn't that look like a man with the branches of a tree? The man brings his arms down, but that hardly settles your confusion on the matter.

Baby Death 😨

"Evil may manifest itself in the purest of forms. For that which is clean and untainted is all the easier to destroy."

Kira

A fuzzy monitor scratches in and out of picture, but is sustained long enough to see a dark room with peeled wall paint and dirty tiles. A small voice sings a soft melody faintly. The lyrics are incoherent and the notes are slow and eerie. A little girl in black pigtail braids sits in a bath tub, mindlessly singing as she stares at the ceiling. She lifts her hand, as if to reach it, and her arm is covered in opaque, black liquid. The tub is full of it. The area around her eyes are black with the stuff, as if she'd been crying and rubbed her eyes with her small, soaked fists. As if she felt you watching, she suddenly stopped singing and her head snapped toward the camera, looking beyond the screen at you. The picture goes fuzzy.

Furfante 💀

"Now I lay be down to sleep,
I pray the lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the lord my soul to take."

Clown

As you hear the tour getting further and further away, you begin to worry about getting left behind, like you'd been warned not to. With one last glance at the last screen, you start to take off. After a few steps, your mind takes the image of what you last saw, and slows it down. On the very last screen, there seemed to be an abandoned ride of little interest. And then you think about the corner of the screen. A flash. Something was there. . . . Faded, bleeding colors and a smile. . . .

What a wild imagination you have.

WRITE YOUR CHARACTERS REACTION!!
(I'm well aware that it's strange to have ever single character have had this same experience. It's part of the story that every one of them have had the same experience to the T, watching the same things in the same way. Just trust me, I know what I'm doing.)

1- 😴
Not scary at all/ Completely harmless
2- 😶
Quite unusual/ odd but not intimidating
3- 😕
Mildly concerning/ intimidating but ultimately unlikely to cause harm
4- 🙁
Don't like it/ May harm you, but not severely
5- ☹️
Unsettling/ May cause you long term pain
6- 😟
Scary/ Will definitely cause internal damage
7- 😧
Chilling/ Will undoubtedly mentally damage you in some way
8- 😨
Terrible/ You will loose a part of your body
9- 😱
Horrifying/ You will be tortured slowly, you will feel pain that not even god himself can save you from, but even with the possibility of survival, the mental trauma may not be worth it
10- 💀
You are dead/ you are undoubtedly in for painful, morbid, fucked up death that no human sound have to endure even hearing about.