Hey Muted here again.

I read every review I get as they give me motivation to continue this story, and with the overall extremely postitive reviews being submitted I feel happiness every time I read one, so thanks for that everyone.

Now with that done here is Chapter 3 hope you all enjoy.


Too say that the concert taking place was a small one would be a huge understatement. There wasn't a cloud in the sky which was a bit weird for it being near winter and while it wasn't hot enough for short sleeved clothes there seems to be less of a chill in the air. This didn't stop me from wearing my hat though.

It struck me how gigantic the venue was as I watch people come and go from the event from the roof of a nearby building, it's quite surprising how many roof access doors are left unlock in this city.

There seemed to be everything going on inside the place. I adjust my hat as I start to pan my eyes left to right and spot a few key things such as a Ferris wheel, a lot of vendors, some carnival stalls, a stage with room for a large audience and bumper cars' area.

There seemed to be something for everyone to enjoy here.

Knowing that the concert starts at 4 p.m. so that gives me an hour to return this case once and for all. I start to make my way down to the stream of people who are entering the wonderland of fun carrying my bag and creepy doll with me.

Getting into the event is not going to be easy as there seemed to a fence surrounding the whole venue and the only way into it looks to be through the security at the front entrance. That meant, unfortunately for someone, I was about to "borrow" their ticket.

Once I reach the flow of people outside the event I begin to take in every person to pick a good candidate to "borrow" a ticket from. After around 20 minutes of searching I had selected my target.

The aforementioned target was a girl with shoulder-length blonde hair with bangs swept to the side, a pair of white sun glasses perched on top of her head, she was wearing a sea foam green dress that has white frills around the sleeves and bottom part of the dress along with a matching pair of sandals with bows on top of them. She walked with her arms in bent with her hands hanging down, that was a bit weird but each to their own. The girl was holding a handbag that was for some reason unclasped in her hand which made her an easy target for me.

I position myself in front of the girl and wait for her to get near the entrance of the event. Just as she was about to reach it, I make my move.

Picking up my pace I put myself on a collision course with the girl, it took a few seconds to reach her and once I did I crash into her shoulder. The collision had my desired effect as she stumbles a bit and her purse falls to the ground allowing a surprising amount of stuff to fall out. There was a lot and I mean a lot of make-up in the bag along with a lot of other miscellaneous items and a bit of money. The crash also made me drop the case onto the ground as well.

Thinking quickly I scan the items on the ground looking over each one and spot what I'm looking for, a ticket for the event. Acting with haste, I get a fast "I'm so sorry" out as I pick up all the items that had spilled onto the ground and stuff them back into the hand bag being careful to pocket the ticket as I did.

I continue to put the items back in the handbag when I come across the money that dropped, it was a 20 dollar bill. I could take it and have a couple of good meals or get a new jumper to help me through the coming winter, but I am already stealing from this girl and really don't want to take more. Eventually I decide not to and put the money back where it belongs.

Standing up I hand the bag back to the girl while saying "My bad I wasn't looking where I was going". "It's OK," she says with a bright blinding smile. "It was probably my fault anyway" she continues on bring a finger up to her face.

"Trust me, it was my fault." The least I could do is take the blame for the mess I caused.

Before she could respond to what I said another person comes over to us, she was younger than the girl I am talking to and probably younger than me. She was just a bit smaller than me and was dressed in a black dress with striped arms and leggings with her hair a pitch black colour that covered her eyes.

"Leni what did Dad say about wandering off in public" she states before saying "Also what has he said about talking to strangers." She turns to me with a look of something I can't make out due to the hair covering her eyes. This girl was really giving me the creeps.

"Oh, he was just helping me pick up some things that I dropped." Leni responds to the creepy goth girl, gesturing to the bag in her hand.

"Sigh, come on, I need to find a dark place to continue my poetry." The goth girl grasps the taller blondes hand and leads her away like a child.

I just stood there dumb struck, that was a bit weird. I begin to grumble to myself strange people as I pick up the case I dropped and adjust the strap of my bag.


Getting past security was a doddle once I had the ticket.

Standing on the inside of the entrance I see a bunch of people rushing about going stall to stall buying different foods and playing different games. Guess I need to find a place to camp out at for the next half and hour or so before the show starts.

I head on deeper into the venue slowly taking in my surroundings.

Never have I been to something like this in all my life, it was amazing. The smell of carnival food that fills the air along with the sound of laughter and conversations of random people fill me with feeling contentment. The atmosphere is one of enjoyment and glee with people trying their luck at the probably rigged games and enjoying each other's company just added to it, that was kind of rare thing for me in my sort of life.

I haven't been here 15 minutes and I could already tell this was going down as one of the best days of my life.

Stopping outside one of the game stalls, I start to watch people try their luck. The game was quite simple, Knock down three milk bottles that are stacked in a pyramid shape top and win a prize.

I watch as Kids and adult alike come up and try to knock them down but time after time they fail. I was just about to move on when I see twins walk up to the game. They were dressed in completely opposite clothes. One was wearing a flowing pink dress with a slightly lighter pink sash across it with matching shoes, she also has on long pink gloves with a white pearl necklace around her neck. In complete contrast to her twin, the other one was wearing a red baseball cap which was backwards. She is also wearing white sneakers with blue stripes and a murky green t-shirt under dark blue overalls.

"Lana, I want that tiara and I want it now" the one in pink demands to her twin pointing towards a tiara that was the prize for knocking down the tower of milk bottles three times.

"Chill Lols, all you have to do is knock down the tower, it will be easy!" her twin exclaims while planting the appropriate fee onto the counter. The burly man running it smiles to himself and snaps up the money with more speed than he should have and exchanges it for 5 balls.

The overalls twin, Lana supposedly, picks one up and throws it missing far to the right. I watch as each ball is thrown with all of them failing to knock the tower over once.

"Sorry kids, looks like you didn't win." The man behind the counter said with a contrasting smile on his face. At my angle I could see tears fill both of the eyes of the twins. God damn it, the look on their faces is breaking my heart and before I knew what I was doing, I find myself slamming down money that I got yesterday by less than legal means onto the counter.

"Don't worry girls, I've got this." I say with some false bravado as the man behind the counter pops down 5 balls in front of me while mumbling something about stupid kids.

I could feel the twins eyes on my back as I pick up the first ball, feeling the weight along with the texture of it. With all my time on the streets I picked up a thing or two on how to beat games like this. The trick to beating this is quite simple actually, most people who play aim for the middle of the pyramid stack which only knocks down the top bottle, what you want to do is aim for the two bottles on the bottom.

Taking my own advice I throw the first ball and watch as it goes just wide. Well, that could have gone better I think as I hear two groans come from behind me.

The second ball I throw hits dead on and the tower comes down, perfect, one down two to go.

The third ball I throw has the same effect as the second, I hear a couple of cheers behind me as the tower comes down again.

I start lining up the fourth ball and just as I let it fly the burly man slams his hand down on top of the counter he was standing beside. This caused me to throw the ball wide and miss the tower entirely. Looking at him with a scowl, he just smiles and says "ops, my bad." holding up his arms in a surrender position.

Taking my last ball, I block out my surrounds, drowning out the smells and the noise of the carnival. With extreme focus and care I toss the ball as hard as I can. I watch as it flies through the air and hit dead on. A couple of whoops sound off behind me.

The burly man behind the counter scowls"Fine, pick a prize kid and be quick about it." he says while leaning on the counter. There were a lot of cool things to pick from, but I was doing this for a reason. I point towards the tiara that was hanging up high.

Taking it out of the mans hand, I turn around and hand it to Lola, the twin in the pink dress. "Here you go." I say with a smile.

"Thanks mister, that was totally awesome" the one in the overall says while jumping up and down.

"It was nothing special, anyone could have done it" I mumble trying not to make a big deal out of it. Lola was just about to add something when a male voice erupts from a speaker on a tall post nearby.

"Attention all concert goers, the music performances are about to start so why don't you all head on over to the stage area." The voice comes out in a loud manner with excitement filling their tone.

"Thanks again mister, but we got to go," Lana says while darting away with Lola quickly following screaming at her twin to slow down.

Watching them go I decide that I should probably go to the stage area myself. Making my way through the river of people all heading in the same direction. Once I arrive, I find myself at the back of the crowd who were all facing towards the stage.

I could see some stage through the arms of the many people in front of me, a band of 4 where starting to get on the stage. The band members take up their position across the stage and Introduce themselves as Sadgasm with cheers irrupting from the fans that were in the swarm of people in front of me. They launch into their first song and the crowd goes wild.


After about another three bands, all with a unique style ranging from punk and country, a face that I recognise instantly from two days ago takes the stage.

"What's up Royal Woods, are you ready to get LOUD" she exclaims while throwing her right hand into the air with her baby and index finger sticking up. Around her waist there was a purple guitar which matches her clothes that were oddly the same thing she was wearing from two nights ago.

When she finished her sentence the audience erupted into a loud ear bursting cheer. "Well lets get ROCK and ROLLING" she screams bringing her hand down straight to her guitar and begins to blast out the opening chords to her song.

I never was a lover for this kind of music before being more of an acoustic man myself but I had to say that she was not just good but great! She seemed to be really invested in what she is singing and the expression on her face shows that she is really enjoying herself. That kind of energy had transferred to the crowd as the people start to really enjoy themselves.

She continues on to go through three songs each one keeping up the momentum of the previous. She finishes with running and sliding on her knees holding on to the last note in her song, the crowd erupts into loud applause and start chanting "Luna Loud" over and over again.

That was amazing, I never felt so alive in my whole life, the rush of energy surges me on to find Luna and give the case back to her finally.

In front of me I hear whispers of conversations seep through the loud cheering, saying something about an autograph place where you can meet the performers. That's perfect, time to go see Luna.


Whew that took a real long time to complete. Tell me what you guys think.

As I am writing this story I have come to a hard decision on one element of the story which is should I make Lincoln related to the Louds. I have thoughts on the pros and cons of each way I could take it but I want to get the opinion of the readers.

So please add your opinion in the comments and please keep it civil as each person has a right to say what they want.

Also Chapter 4 might come out a bit later than the others due to a some issues, sorry for any inconvenience guys.

Catch you on the flip side - Muted