+ Second Fairytale +
I want to find out what's making the music.
[Oleg's outside the doors to Carnival again. He stares up at them, feet standing on the dried blood and scuff marks that show the way into the large, hellish room.
He keeps getting drawn back here, and he doesn't understand why. He's afraid, and he doesn't even have that gun he'd stolen to defend his mother with.
He reaches up, but hesitates before sliding his keycard through the doors.]
[Oleg's outside the doors to Carnival again. He stares up at them, feet standing on the dried blood and scuff marks that show the way into the large, hellish room.
He keeps getting drawn back here, and he doesn't understand why. He's afraid, and he doesn't even have that gun he'd stolen to defend his mother with.
He reaches up, but hesitates before sliding his keycard through the doors.]