[hr][hr][center][img]http://fontmeme.com/permalink/170609/6993f16961e0f0769efda621e785818a.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=998849]October 31st, 1943 - I repeat - To The River[/color][/b][hr][hr][/center]
	The song continued and their voices carried from the river as the tended to the laundry. The carnivale folk were still going about and tending to things. Most of them saying it wasn't a good idea to put on a show tonight. You went dark on Halloween, you didn't perform. It was just asking for trouble and that they had already had enough trouble over the years. The ferris wheel breaking was just another nail in the coffin that they shouldn't be doing anything tonight Carny wise. 

	As Gilbert knocked at the door there wasn't an answer. Not even someone poking their head out to tell him to fuck off or he could wait until night fall. Just nothing. Didn't sound like anyone was moving around in there either if one were to listen. "She gave you a time, trying to change that isn't gonna get you anywhere," a female voice said from behind the tall man. Standing there about fifteen feet back from the trailer was an [url=https://i.ibb.co/QrVY3dD/Ruthie.jpg]older woman[/url] with dark hair and weathered skin. She was dressed as poorly as the others but there were a few items of note. The shawl she had on around her shoulders was of fine silk and the gold necklace she wore was old, much older than she and of hand making. Like something from another time and place. 

	Taking a walk, the short distance between the two of them, towards him she stepped up the stairs and turned the knob. Pushing open the door she gestured for him to take a look inside but she didn't moved out of the way enough for someone to actually walk in unless he was to physically push her aside. Yet one could see. The trailer was empty. Just a desk and a chair. No one was in there. It didn't matter that people kept walking in and didn't walk out, no one was in there. "See, you'll just have to wait until she is ready." She paused for a moment, allowing Gilbert to look if he wanted to before pulling the door closed once again. Making her way down the steps she started away from the trailer before stopping and glancing back at him as she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. "Don't worry, she wouldn't have made us travel all this way if she didn't intend on talking to you."

	A brow rose and she looked behind her. "Yes I know. For someone as old as he is I would expect he would have more patience," she said but it seemed she was talking to someone over her shoulder. Thing was, there was no one there. It seemed like she was talking to herself but the way she spoke it was as if she was speaking directly to some one, even acting as if she was looking at someone directly in the eye. "No, so don't," she added before looking back at Gilbert. "If you want to talk, I'll talk to you," she offered though at that point, motioning for the man to offer her an arm and start walking with her.