“Um, Jasmine maybe you should reconsider.”
“Reconsider what?”
“Well maybe siding with the Ring Master isn’t the best thing for you guys.”

Those words suddenly causes all the freaks that were previously spying on you from their trailers, tents, and holes to come out and surround you. There’s no way to escape. Jasmine’s eyes narrow while she strokes her beard.

“Oh? And who would YOU suggest we side with?”
“Well Charley makes this place really profitable and you know you’d have protection, even more than if the Ring Master kept running things.”
“CHARLEY? That little obnoxious creep? He’s a fucking low life and with more power he’d be a fucking dictator! There wouldn’t be the freedom that the Ring Master gives us!”
“How do you know? I mean he’s a midget, that’s almost like being a freak, he might understand your struggle. I mean I do and…”

Suddenly you feel a crushing blow to the back of your head as Roger the Crustacean hits you with one of his claws. You then feel the stomping of various feet, hooves, talons and “other” on your body. You begin coughing up blood as your head is repeatedly kicked into the dirt.

Jasmine then address you again while pulling your bloody head up.

“You feel that? Hundreds of feet continuing to step on you as you struggle to rise up. THAT’S our struggle everyday. And now you know it. Hope you liked being one of us Geek.”

Jasmine then lands a crunching blow your nose, pushing the bone up into your brain, killing you and ending your misery.