With the chaos of the world raging outside the big top, The Clown tries his best to alleviate the woes and worries of his audience. A shame his efforts go unrewarded, his act mocked instead of enjoyed. Now he shuffles through the rundown husk of his old Circus, alone, bitter and jaded, reenacting his old routines to an audience of empty seats. Anyone who stumbles upon his dilapidated domain better not be spotted, for the sad Clown wants an audience by any means necessary.

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