Circus of Darkness 3:Final Chapter
Damien told Carmen to stay put while he went to investigate. Despite a short lived argument he ran off and Carmen was left alone in a room full of mirrors. It crept the hell out of her, everytime she turned she was expecting to see something else instead of her reflection. Silence filled the room with a bit of wind coming every few minutes or so. Then the length of time he was gone got longer. It had been a full fifteen minutes. She started to get scared. “Damien!” the Native American born women had black soot like hair and darkened skin, called. Wearing spandex pants and a white tank top with ankle high, high heeled booties she closed her legs together beginning to get cold. Every house has an aura. Every building has a …