Carnival of Doom - Balloon girl
Carnival of Doom
The carnival was a big event, fun experiences mixed with wonderful memories. This carnival was the biggest that had entered town this year. Sally smiled as she walked down the minor routes between tents and rides, her short brown hair swayed in the gentle breeze that flowed along these paths. It had been a pleasant warm day and she had decided to wear only a t-shirt and a pair of sexy shorts, but now as the sun was setting, Sally began to feel slightly chilly.
She was aimlessly walking nowhere really, just wondering around, but then she noticed a man (Russian if she was any judge), trying to prevent a bunch of balloons from flying away as he tied it to one of the guy ropes of his tent. She didnt know why but she felt a notion to go towards the balloon seller. She thought that she might get a balloon or two.
Little did she realise, but something evil was getting her to head towards the balloon tent. Nobody can actually explain why and nobody actually