Lilly furrowed her brow and confusion. [i] Was this some kind of show? [/i] she peeked her head in a little more. The overwhelming smell of death swarmed her nose and as she gagged a little. Her eyes drifted to the bodies propped up in the stands. [i] what kind of place is this?! [/i] She wondered in horror. Finally her eyes turned back to the freaked, demented scarecrow mime. That's the best way she could think to describe him.