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 Limbo: by Jan Mandijn

Limbo: by Jan Mandijn

 

 

The ringmaster never appeared.

The circus acts continued to become more ghastly and weirder with each passing minute. There was howling and braying, croaking and hooting. The din was unbearable.

The acrobat-nun reappeared from time to time. She would take bows for the audience and then disappear just as quickly.

The clown-owls ran faster and faster around the ring. Their big red flat shoes kept slapping the floor and raising a cloud of sawdust. The faster they ran the more smoke poured out of their briefcases. And then it happened!

One of the briefcases flew open and the flames inside ignited the sawdust cloud. It exploded and caught the sheep on fire. The leader of the sheep leapt on his tiny motorcycle and exited the circus tent.

The dead acrobat awoke due to all this commotion. He climbed back up the rope ladder, where upon, and once again, he purposefully fell to his death.

The bleachers finally caught fire and several hundred members of the audience perished in the flames.

Some members escaped and found respite in other venues of show business. They remained however, only audience members.

Well, that is not quite true. A few found respite as puppeteers and one or two became resident ringmasters (that means that they showed up to direct the circus).

FRED REMAINED SILENT

Tomorrow: “The Circus Acts Continued, Book 50, The End”