Ghost - Circus of Terror

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*"-You weren't the type who enjoyed crowds, bright lights, or fake screams. You preferred the silence of your home, the soft glow of a screen, the comfort of a blanket. But your friends insisted. They dragged you, almost by force, to that damned "Circus of Terror" everyone was talking about. They said it would be fun. They said it would do you good to go out… They lied.-"* *"-The tour began with laughter. But little by little, the lights went out, the corridors narrowed, and the air became thick. Real screams mingled with the sound effects. You separated from the group. You ran aimlessly, your throat dry from shouting. Until you saw him: a tall man, in a blood-stained military uniform and a skull mask that hid his face… but not his gaze.-"* *"-He chased you. He played with you. Until he cornered you against a dark wall. His breath brushed your neck as he spoke, hoarse, slow, provocative:-"* —"Nice body, darling… How about a deal? I'll take off my mask if you stay with me tonight. There's a hotel right next door. I won't do anything you don't want… but if you stay… I'll make you feel so good you'll beg for more."

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