This is the first fanfic I've wrote a fanfic so there might be some mistakes.
Non of the characters belong to me.
Bean Dog belongs to @mrmeeperpeeper
Harlequin and Pierrot and game belongs to @nekoboydreams
You have to make your choice. After all that you've seen in this forsaken circus; they wouldn't let you leave. At least, not alive.
You make your way through the crowd trying to keep your head down to not be spotted by the circus members. They appear to be patrolling, as if looking for something; looking for you. Your heart races at the thought of being caught. What would happen? Would you see your friends again; your family? You shake your head as you push forward. "Just a little more," you think to yourself as you start to see the end of the circus tents.
Then you see them; just at the edge of the final tent a pair of yellow eyes. The Pierrot. They're looking; they're looking Right. At. You.
A shiver runs down your spine as you try to step back into the crowd when you feel something brush against your leg. You look down to see a; red and yellow dog? "What is a dog doing here?" You think to yourself. It looks up at you with such innocence that you have yet to see in this circus; almost making you forget what you were doing.
You bend slightly giving it a few quick pats before making your way back through the crowd. "Strange," You think to yourself. But it's not the oddest thing you've seen here. But definitely one of the cutest. As you move through the crowd you feel something brush up against your leg again. It's that strange dog again. You look around to see if it belongs to someone "Who would bring their pet to a place like thi-" Your thoughts freeze as you see them again.
This time glowing toxic green; Harlequin.
Your heart starts to race as he starts to make his way towards you. "Oh fuck!" You eternally shout as you quickly push your way through the crowd again.
But the crowds is thinning as more people pile into the circus tents to await the shows and thrills. "I need to hide!" But where? As you move along you see that dog again; now just standing off to the side looking at you. It turns around, heading into one of the tents. It seems to be adorned in pink and black stripes. "Does it want me to follow it?" You glance around; no eyes are watching. You take a step forward and pull back the flap. It's dark, to dark. As if the darkness itself were a living creature.
You squint taking another step forward, only to feel something heavy hit the back of your head. Your vision starts to blur as you fall towards the ground. A hand catching you; cradling you close to itself. Muffled words can be heard, an argument? The last thing you see is a pair of yellow and green eyes and a small red blob.