The summer sun was high, and carnival music played. Echoing sounds of monkeys, tigers, and lions vibrated through the valley. Men swung mallets to hit large pegs into the ground. A large circus tent went up into the sky, the shadow grew across the green grass like a plague. A ring master ran from different tents, and cages. "It must be perfect!" He screamed at his workers, "Tonight must be absolutely perfect!" His long red and black jacket flowed behind him. A large top hate graced his long white hair, he tapped his gem incrusted cane against the ground. Wrinkles graced his face, his lips were pulled into a grim line. Long knee high leather boots, lead him to his own mini trailer. The ring master disappeared to prepare for the evenings events. Two men ran with a large sign, climbing up two large trees to rope it off. It read: Come one come all! It's the Delacruise Carnival! Children that passed screamed in excitement, begging their parents. "Please can we go please please..." Parents looked over thinking it would be a great family event. Most agreed, though others seemed worried. The scent of evil covered the grounds like the smell of death. A few animals could be seen from the streets, three elephants stomping behind trainers. Bears in cages growled in anger, demanding freedom from their bonds. It all was a show to grab a audience for the night.