The Funhouse 2Greg, Darren, and Jane had just heard about some sort of weird freakout happening at the Funhouse, and decided it would be foolish not to investigate what could be so horrifying. They joked and laughed to each other to settle their nerves as they walked in the front door and made their way down the long hallway.The Funhouse 2 by StickySteph
“Man, look at all of these doors,” Darren remarked. Each one looked exactly the same, giving a sense of orderly creepiness to the place.
“Which one should we try? I bet most of them are locked,” Jane said as she tried one of the knobs. The door opened wide, revealing a solid brick wall. She snickered as she closed the door.
“I knew it. What a cheap set.”
As they headed down the hall, a distant hum suddenly got their attention. A rhythmic hum, almost like a generator, coming from somewhere within the Funhouse. The three looked at each other with surprise.
“Where is that coming from?” Darren said.
“Look!” Greg pointed at
The FunhouseBoonville. An aptly named town, as it’s about as far in the boonies as one can get. The typical routine is one of sleep, work, sleep, any and all excitement kept to a bare minimum in this town of 2,000 people, who are mostly concerned with keeping the stoic tradition of boredom alive and well in their families.The Funhouse by StickySteph
However, for one week a year everything changes. Bright lights, laughter, and visitors from all over flock to Boonville for a single reason - the Carnival.
Not the most creatively named fest, The Carnival was host to roller coasters, Tilt-A-Whirls, cotton candy, and teenage romance. Although this gathering would be laughable by any visitor of Disneyland or Six Flags, it still provided a massively fun time for its residents, and even visitors from the city, looking to get away from their busy lives and have fun at the small town gathering.
Although the Carnival was essentially the same setup every year, there had been a new addition to the lineup. A curious old building set