Evan walked through the parking lot, the soles of his rich carpathian leather shoes crunching against the gravel. He straightened his suit, smiling to himself at the gates of the carnival.<br/>John had been insistant in Evan coming here.<br/>"Theres a beautiful treasure there Evan, I know it. I have that hunch, just go and check it out for me would you?"<br/>Evan chuckled at the memory, personally the last place on earth he would look for something valuable would be this place, it looked like every little carnival had gotten together and put all their stuff in one little place. But John was the boss and he got what he wanted, always. Grinning Evan walked in with a nod from the ticket-taker and strolled around. Games and Vendors hawked their wares, while he walked with a casual step, the aroma of different foods mingling in the air. It was a pleasant sort of place even if felt off for some reason.