
Into The Carousel
EXT. CARNIVAL LOT - EARLY MORNING
A sliver of light on the far horizon has changed the black night to an early morning grey. The half-finished, skeletal rides, stand silhouetted against the dawning sky. Having slept most of the day before, Jr leaves Muscles sleeping in the trailer and walks through the quiet lot.
Still dwelling on the odd behavior around the carousel, his feet carry him towards the grand spectacle. The canopy and flags have been attached to the ride along with most of the lifelike animals. The power leads lay stretched across the walkway and are snaked to a nearby junction box allowing the workers to power up the ride and spin it while installing parts from the nearby trailer. The hum of the carnival generator and random cars driving past the road are the only sounds in the sleeping show.
VARIOUS ANGLES
Jr navigates his way through the maze of half finished joints or game booths and the supporting equipment used for moving the carnival across the country. He reaches the carousel and steps up to the suspended platform, causing it to wiggle back and forth as it takes his weight. Winding through three rows of animals he closes in on the base of the ride and notices that the maintenance door on the bottom is not only ajar, but is also backlit.
CLOSER
Stooping down to get a better look, he is startled backwards as the door is flung open from the inside and an unimaginable form struggles out of it. Too terrified to call out, Jr flails and attempts to put distance between him and what looks exactly like an orc from a Dungeons & Dragons manual.
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