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As far back as he could recall, Lucas had loved seeking out the unexpected and the bizarre. Anything that made his hair stand on end thrilled him to no end. But nothing could prepare him for what he discovered when he stumbled across the deserted carnival in the middle of nowhere. The ripped and faded banner at the front entrance, swaying lazily in the slight breeze, proclaimed this to be the Cirque de Diablo. Lucas remembered hearing… Continue