[Evil Tink]

Jaelynn gave his mind a squeeze, like a hug, "It's alright Seth. I've just been having a bad few days. You can imagine why. Tell Annemarie I'm sorry?"

As the two approached the fairgrounds, they would quickly notice that this is not your average carnival. The entrance tent was a dark, blood red color with elegant gold patterns on the side panels. On the left side, just before the gate stood a painted statue of a demonic horse with a single feathered headband/bridle piece, clawed feet, and an elegant rose harness along it's sides and back. The figure was rearing up, it's eyes glowed in the eerie darkness of the fair. Fog trailed out from the gate and dark music was playing gently in the background.

The gatekeeper, who wore all black, tipped his hat, the chains along it's rim rattling slightly. His vest was also adorned in a similar manner, along with a chain by his pocket on his jeans. He held out his hand, the torn gloves showing his pale fingers and his claw like nails, "Why hello, and welcome to our humble event." He paused a moment, "If you wish to take a gander, the admission is $20 per person, $10 for children."