[Evil Tink]

"What might that be Seth?"

The woman was sprawled over another statue like the one at the gate, except this one was simply standing, sitting on a stool next to it. Her arms were draped over it's back, her tattered dress flowing down at an angle, starting at her knees and crumbling to the floor. Her brown-red eyes were enhanced by red contacts that had black rims alone the irises. She had been resting her head on the demonic horse's back, until she heard a little girl speaking.

She lifted her head, her long white hair falling away from her face. In the darkness of the carnival, it was hard to tell if it was a wig or real. Her red eyes settled on the girl before her with a sweet smile. Her voice was kind and slightly bell-like, "Why hello there little girl, don't you have a pretty name. Welcome to the Midnight Carousel." She gently put her gloved hand to the girl's chin, lifting it slightly, "And thank you, would you like to wear it while you ride?"

Her blood red eyes soon lifted to see the man, "Ah, you must be her father. The resemblance is unmistakable." She noticed his stare, giving him a sly look, "I look like..whom, might I ask?"