I do too. If you need more ask.
Nobody had any clue that a new cast member would be dropped Circus that night. In fact when the Circus grows dark and quite once more for the "night" was when someone/something else drops in.
Breathing? Why was that so hard?! Oh, right they had been chased into an abandoned looking office building by...well they where not sure really. All they could remember was being tackled at some point, so much pain, the smell of damp, rotting wood/carpet/mold, than something being shoved on thier face?
It happened so fast in a world of total silence. The feeling of free falling for what felt like forever as thier body feels like it was changing, bones, flesh changing. Being almost fully out of it was probably a blessing as thier body turned into black fabric that was slightly furry, needles stab into the new body as stitches and patch work forms over new flesh. A needle stabs frantically into where an eye had once been before the attack... placing a single button of a cheerful forest green that once matched that eye before. The one that was blue on the right was closed still as a portal opens into the Circus above the stage.
THUD! FLOP! SQUEEK?! Was the sound as the patch work cat hits the wood of the stage without fan fair. A stich had opened a bit letting a bit of stuffing ooze out slightly like blood? From the unmoving black cat like toy...thing. To be fair it looked dead.
Queenie had been sleeping in the pillow fort snuggled against Kinger. Her mind had been focused on Corest and other things. Though, she had calmed enough to drift off at some point. Her eyes snap open hearing a noise "Huh?"