The final part (for now) of a dark journal. A woman is tormented by her forgotten past. A circus lures children to the forest. All may be lost.

A nostalgic reddit-style short horror story written within the world of the Possum Hands Circus. The circus waits, it listens, it hungers, it watches.

An ever-growing list of the Micro Museums in the circus, and the memorabilia to match!

The prizes found at the circus are unlike any other mere trinket. winning one is something to be warned about.

What is this place? who am I? Can any of you even see this? I will do my best to document this life.

One of many famous performers in the circus. An acrobatic experience that you have to witness, and an anatomical mystery that cannot be explained.

The food is certainly something adjacent to the real world. Another part of the circus to keep updating on.

Everyone earns this license. And when I say earn, I really mean it. More on that subject later…