Abigail wandered around the grounds, eyes wide and lit up by the many lights and colors that surrounded her. She'd never been one for fairs or carnivals or things of that sort, but lately she'd been discovering more and more things she didn't like before were now suddenly much more intriguing and mysterious. Where it use to bring disgust and fear and all sorts of other negative emotions, now the carnival presented her with challenges and an entire world of abstract and insane ideas. What was she to do first? Should she go through the Funhouse, or maybe the Hall of Mirrors. The only attraction she had no desire to enter was the Tunnel Of Love. She'd been friends with love once... and honestly she didn't want to be reminded how<em>that</em>turned out! None of the other visitors seemed to be interested in her and honestly, she couldn't care less whether or not they said anything. After all, she lived her life trying to hide most of the time, whether in her apartment or behind her own illusions, she never liked being paid much attention. With a small sigh she eyed the games, taking in the faces of the stuffed prizes as well as the scent of the nauseating food sold left and right. Maybe she should ride one of the rides... perhaps one that went upside down and made everything look like a wonky blur. Considering this, she continued to make her way around the fair.