THE TALE OF

THE CARNAGE CARNIVAL


Almost two centuries ago, a circus by the name "Barstow and Bruner" had set up a production here, and the big top was placed right where this home is. Hello, my name is Michael Bruner, and my wife's name is Susan. That's right, I'm a direct descendant of one of the owners of that circus. The circus that met with that terrible tragedy all those many years ago.

The year was 1813, the show was just gaining in popularity, people were coming from miles around to see it. One of the featured attractions was Jeanette Marie, a beautiful trapeze artist. The show also featured a daring acrobat and tightrope walker who went by the name "The Amazing Magari", who NEVER worked over a net. Magari and Jeanette Marie loved each other dearly. There was also the clown, Fibonocci, a handsome comic with talent that promised greatness.

However, Fibonocci secretly desired Jeanette Marie for himself. He was filled with jealousy for her and plotted an evil deed against Magari.

Late at night, while everyone in the circus slept, Fibonocci partially cut thru the tightrope. The next day, in front of the audience, disaster struck. While Magari was walking across the tightrope, the rope snapped in two. Magari started to plummet to his death. Jeanette Marie, who was on the platform for the trapeze, attempted a heroic swing to catch her love. In mid-air she reached out and grabbed him, but the force was too much and pulled her off. They both fell to their doom. Fibonocci watched in horror the events that transpired, unable to believe that he was responsible for the death of the woman he loved, Fibonocci went mad. Grabbing a torch, Fibonocci set fire to the Big Top. The audience tried to escape, but with all the screaming and smoke, there was confusion. Some of the circus animals were blocking the exits. After it was said and done, 113 souls were lost to the flames. The day? October 31st, It was Halloween.

After the fire, Barstow and Bruner went their separate ways, vowing never to enter the circus profession again.

Legends say that Fibonocci survived the fire, barely. Rumor has it that his body was burned terribly. Lone travelers on the road claimed to see the gnarled, disfigured Fibonocci, still wearing his clown makeup and costume, searching for his love. Others claimed to have seen and heard the ghost of a beautiful woman, Jeanette Marie, screaming in the night for her lost love Magari.

After time the road was avoided because of the rumors of it being haunted. Years later, the forest overgrown the road and it lay forgotten.

Fast forward to today. While researching my family history, I discovered this legend and found out a home was built right over the very spot you are about to enter. My wife and I bought the home and moved in. Hoping our family can make amends for the tragedy. Now, I have a bit of showmanship in my blood, just like my ancestor, so that's why I put on this haunted house for the public.

But we weren't prepared for the strange events that happen in our home. Every once in a while, my wife and I will hear creaking up in the attic. As if someone was walking back and forth. I want to go up into the attic to check it out, the entrance to the attic is in the garage, just look up, and you can't miss it. But it's locked, from the inside.

People walk through and tell me that my eight monsters in the maze scared them, and the evil clown was the scariest. Now, this should cheer me up, I work very hard to give the kids a good scare, and I love running this haunted house. What confuses me is that I only have five friends helping me, including my wife and I, that makes seven and NONE of us are in a clown costume. So who is the eighth person dressed as an evil clown in my maze? Why don't you go inside and check it out for me? I'll wait right here for you






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