Ivory and Kayn discover a stow-away in one of the carnival’s train cars.

Ivory begins to realise his disillusionment to the carnival.

The carnival begins recovering itself after the devastation of Boo’s initiation ritual.

Triste must descend into Gehenna and negotiate with the Lord of Envy to retrieve Boo.

The necromancers walked away from the tent brimming with cadavers and bones. Supplies, experiments, and ambitions. Kayn touched her apprentices gently while they watched it all burn … 

A Gehenna Gate opens in the aftermath of Boo’s failed initiation rite.

Like an orchestra suddenly shifting keys, the lighthearted squeals and shouts from within the circus embodied a much different, far more demented tone. Terror.

Boo’s body was lifted up into the air, weightless and suspended. The ritual cradled him, offered him up like another ember towards the sky.

The Gallery of Fates unveils itself to guests of the carnival. Boo sees something inside that shakes his trust in Lester.

This is no dream. And she is no woman. She is a witch. 

Boo discovers his payment to Lester won’t be simple, nor easy, as there is an entire coven for which his servitude has just begun.

A revealing piece concerning the unspeakable past of the silent jester that welcomes guests into the carnival.

I am still trying to find the words to explain what made me this way.

You are a moth drawn by lantern light.

Some sacrifices have few virtues.

Over a hundred black candles, with skulls just like this one, cast the tent in colours of amber and hot iron.

Phantoms stirred from their sarcophagi, tentatively poking their heads through the sepulchres bordering the serpentine pathways. Their eyes inquired of the ghost courter’s peculiar dress.