its 12am and after a long day of walking around at the circus watching pierrot, harlequin, and the fools one thing stuck with you. The man in blue and gold. When you walked through the tent with mirrors it..felt so real? Was he serious about everything he said?

You walk home and take off your purse but sometimes feels..off. You walk into your bathroom and look in the mirror and see him. You run into the bedroom and see him playing with a knife, his gloved claws running across the tip. His tophat is off and so is his coat, so it's just him in that yellow shirt and messy hair and you can see his muscular frame.