Elsa's freak show 1952
"What'd you think of all this?" Paul asked. "I just don't know, people here seem nice though, nicer than the previous one's I've been to." Eve replied. They were cooking dinner outside their trailers. Elsa had a huge tent placed in the middle that served as the kitchen for the group. "You've been to others?" He asked. Eve sure had been to others. Freak shows were dying out, people grew bored of watching the outcasts of society. They had television, circuses, they didn't need to go here anymore.
"Yeah." Eve simply nodded. "I don't like to talk about it." She continued cooking, but just as she was about to turn her head towards the soup can, she noticed an odd man hidden in the bushes staring at her. Eve took a few steps back and tapped Paul on his shoulder. "What is i,-" Paul turned around and also noticed the man staring at them. The man was wearing what looked like an old clown suit, covered in blood. Half his face was covered up by what appeared to be a mask. The man simply walked away. "Should we go after him?" Eve whispered. Paul shook his head. "Let's not."
"My freaks!" Elsa walked up to them, she was wearing a dress that appeared to be made out of circus tent material. "I would like for you to meet one,-"she cleared her throat. "two of our newest members, Bette and Dot Tattler." The two were Siamese twins, they explained. They were afraid of ever showing their faces outside until seeing a small ad in one of the newspapers they picked up.
"We figured we were, well, you know," Bette spoke. "Freaks." Dot finished. "Well, I think you fit the criteria." Paul smiled. He walked up to them. "Did Elsa show you your trailer yet?" "I was thinking you could show them." Elsa said. Paul nodded and took the twins to their trailer.
Elsa's freak show nighttime
The troupe had formed a circle around a campfire. Elsa had retired to her tent, saying a star always has to have a good rest before her next show. "When's the first show?" Jimmy asked. Nobody seemed to know. "We're still doing rehearsals." Suzy said. "It's a bit of a slow process, but it'll be over soon. I think the first show's drawing near." Eve leaned closer to the campfire. "Did any of you,- did any of you see some weird clown hiding in the bushes today?" She asked. "Well, I'm pretty sure my ex's out of town." Ethel giggled. They all laughed together. Even though the group had felt incredibly separated since the beginning, relationships were being developed. They all had something in common, everyone hated them.
Mott residence nighttime
Dandy was an absolute mess during nighttime, always playing loud music. Dora had complained to Mrs. Mott multiple times but this was the final straw, that boy deserved every bad thing that ever happened to him, that is currently happening to him and that will ever happen to him. She had overheard the argument between the brat and his mother. If the only argument Mrs. Mott had for Dandy not joining the freak show was because Dandy wasn't a freak, Dora would make the boy a freak. She slowly opened the door to his room. "Hello Dandy." She calmly spoke, closing the door behind her. "What on Earth are you doing here? The help isn't supposed to be in my room at this hour!" Dandy screamed. Dora nodded, walked over towards the radio and slowly turned the volume down. "Oh, I know. I just wanted to talk about our differences." She sat on his bed and gestured for Dandy to sit beside her. "It ain't no secret that we both despise each other, but we're gonna be stuck with each other for a little while so I'd suggest we'd have a good chat to clear the air." Dora said. Dandy was hesitant but sat down beside her nevertheless. "You want to join the freak show further south, correct?" Dora calmly asked. Dandy nodded. "Because you feel like the only people who truly understand you are the one's society despises, correct?" Dora asked again. Dandy nodded. "I feel like I just need someone to understand me." Dandy replied. "This urge I have, these problems." Dora nodded. "I understand, I'm only here to help you." She stood up. "But freak show's can be crowded, Dandy. Every disability imaginable is already there, no hands, no legs, I even heard they have Siamese twins." Dandy looked down at his feet, Dora had him right where she wanted him to be. "I'm a bit of a gambler though and I'm willing to take a bet Dandy." Dandy slowly nodded. "What kind of bet?" "I don't think they've got the one-eyed guy yet."
Elsa's freak show nighttime
Dot was restless, for her to sleep Bette had to be calm as well but she was constantly moving. "Bette, would you stop moving for a second." She complained. "I'm trying, it's just,- it's all so exciting right? A new world!" Bette had always been too cheery for Dot's likening. Dot tried to close her eyes once again. Just as she was about to sleep, she heard a slight crack. She opened her eyes only to be staring into the eyes of a strange man. He was lying right next to her. She tried to scream but couldn't. The man put his finger against his mouth plate and gestured for her to be quiet. She tried to move her arms, to tap Bette on her shoulder, but she couldn't reach her sister. The man stood up, Dot wasn't awake to see the aftermath which was one of those things she was grateful for, for the next time she opened her eyes she would find her sister in a horrible display.