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[asliceofchaos]

The night of the full moon is unusually warm after the recent winter weather, and those who follow the sound of music floating through the woods, the path lined by fairy lights, will find that it only grows warmer the further they go. By the time they reach the Carnival, there's no snow on the ground at all - only lush, newly-grown grass and

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[The Rides]

[asliceofchaos]

A newly built roller coaster is the main attraction of tonight's Carnival, although there's also a merry-go-round, featuring the Wood's token wildlife (you might recognize the criers and one that looks suspiciously like Nomee), a giant ferris wheel, and a few other old-fashioned rides

[The Rides]

[noheatnikki]

Kate had barely gotten herself somewhat settled in the barracks, and was wandering around on the outskirts of the area, when she stumbled upon the Carnival. The rides were pretty deserted, and she trailed through them, not really interested in riding, but intrigued at how old the rides looked.

She climbed up on the merry-go-round, sitting on a bench and gazing at the intricate details on the carousel animals. She leaned against the side of the bench, lost in thought.

[The Rides]

[numbersnfigures]

Spencer sat on a bench two rows in front of her and was also examining the wooden carvings on the merry-go-round's wall. They were the strangest creatures he had ever seen before.

[noheatnikki]

Kate observed a tall, thin man move to sit on the merry-go-round across from her. His stature and gait suggested law enforcement. He either hadn't noticed her sitting there or was deliberately ignoring her. She debated for a moment, trying to decide if she wanted to engage him in conversation. As he was examining a slightly grotesque creature that resembled a tiger, she spoke.

"I've never seen anything like them."

[numbersnfigures]

Spencer looked up in surprise. He had noticed the woman sitting near him but hadn't paid her much attention. The carvings on the carousel had caught all of his focus. For a split second, he had thought she was Prentiss was she spoke, but quickly realized that he was wrong. The woman had Prentiss's dark hair, though her eyes were much larger and more of a hazel color. She was tall for a woman and seemed strong as well.

"N-Neither have I..."

[noheatnikki]

She stood slowly, moving to the closest animal, that looked like some kind of serpent. She reached out, tracing some of the detail in the woodwork.

"I guess I shouldn't expect anything to be normal in this place."

[numbersnfigures]

Spencer shook his head, meeting her eyes for a second before looking away shyly.

"These creatures seem like sinister versions of ones that exist in reality..."

[noheatnikki]

His wording caused her to quirk her eyebrow.

"This isn't reality? Some weird, twisted form of it?"

[numbersnfigures]

Spencer gazed up at her, his eyes wide.

"I don't... even know anymore.."

He sighed.

[noheatnikki]

She echoed his sigh, cutting the guy some slack. She glanced around the empty carousel.

"I think I'd prefer if it was a dream, at least then I'd be certain of waking up eventually."

She looked back at him, eyes sad.

"I'm Kate Beckett."

[numbersnfigures]

"Spencer Reid..."

Without looking at her, he moved over slightly on the bench he was sitting on, giving her a space.

"These things are too tactile and these visions too vivid to be a dream."

[noheatnikki]

She took the invitation to sit, crossing her arms.

"Really bad acid trip? Isn't LSD supposed to give very vivid hallucinations?"

[numbersnfigures]

Spencer tried not to recoil at the mention of drugs.

"I don't believe this is drug induced... there are too many of us.."

[noheatnikki]

"I was joking. Mostly."

She sighed, crossing her legs.

"How long have you been here?"

[numbersnfigures]

Spencer thought for a moment.

"57 days... You?"

[noheatnikki]

"Counting the days?"

She sighed.

"A couple days. We had a nice welcoming committee waiting for us too, these huge wolf-type things with what looked like porcupine quills. A very warm welcome."