Things went sideways, the light became dark, and the laughter grew louder. When he opened his eyes, the carnival was empty and silent. A flutter of wings here and there was all he could hear. After shaking his head, he pushed himself up off the ground and was immediately spun around by a firm grip.
“Why are you here?” The man in the top hat said.
“I…I…I’m not sure. I was just walking by, and suddenly I’m in here. And to be honest, I can’t remember. He looked around.
“You have entered the heart of the carnival. Now you must pay the admission. Do you agree?”
Light from the back of the massive tent began to glow as characters of all shapes and sizes exited out of nowhere.
“What’s the admission?” He asked.
“Oh, it’s a one of a kind fee. One, you will not miss it when you hand it over.” The man removed his hat, revealing two short horns.
As the group had gathered behind him, they smiled at their master as he passed his hat off to two little girls joined at the waist.