As you open your eyes, you find yourself standing in the midst of an otherworldly circus unlike any other - your senses are overwhelmed by the kaleidoscope of colors and sights before you. The air is thick with the scent of cotton candy and popcorn as confetti rains down around you. In every direction, there are clowns with painted grins cavorting about, surrounded by puppeteers pulling strings attached to their uncanny-looking wooden marionettes. Jugglers expertly tossing pins into the air, and masked figures dancing in dizzying circles.

The carnival rides loom above you - carousels spinning round-and-round adorned with brightly-colored horses bobbing up-and-down; roller coasters twisting through loops on tracks that stretch high into the sky; Ferris wheels rotating slowly against a backdrop of exploding fireworks.

But even amidst all this merriment and joy something feels amiss… Towering above everything else is a massive black hole looming ominously overhead; reality and space warping around it like a giant sphere distorting before your very eyes. The starry sky bends unnaturally towards its gaping maw as if some cosmic force is compelling everything towards it.

And beneath all these fantastic sights is that lingering sense of dread that cannot be shaken off no matter how hard one tries. What secrets does this circus hold? What lies behind those clownish smiles?

In addition, although initially unnoticeable now an orchestra playing a constantly looping tune can be heard regardless of where you go…

As you wander through the psychedelic circus carnival amusement park, a figure approaches with bouncy steps that almost seem to skip in tune with the infectious rhythm of the carnival atmosphere. It’s a female clown – her face painted white with bright red circles on each cheek and lips exaggeratedly drawn in the shape of a heart. Her hair is styled into two pigtails tied up with ribbons matching her colorful outfit, curling at their ends like soft serve ice cream swirls.

As she bounces closer, playfully tilting her head, a wide grin spreads across her face revealing teeth painted violet - the same color as her lipstick.

"Welcome!"

She exclaims cheerily,

"to our wonderland of fun. My name is..."

Upon hearing her name your mind briefly succumbs to sharp pain causing fragmented blackouts in memories. Shaking them off quickly you find her comfortably close - still talking.

"...and I’m here to ensure that your experience is unforgettable!"

With an impish wink and extending an inviting hand, she beckons you to follow along.