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He saw them shambling towards the people at the gate. The Kid barely had time to react as he could hear the distinct moans and growls of creatures that he'd never mistake. 'HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YOU WHO'VE CALLED US HERE! STAY THERE TREMBLING IN FEAR! YOU REAP WHAT YOU'VE SOWN! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!' The monster cackled as it put it's fingers to it's gaping maw and whistled. It looked like a demented take on the archetypical knight in shining armor! A figure that one would expect to come and save the day and slay the evil! Quite the contrary, this creature dressed in the form of man WAS the evil! Dragging the sword's blade across the pavement, the Laughing Knight approached the gate, looking across the terrified occupants, and jabbed a finger forward. It raised it's sword and cleaved through the smoke, revealing itself in full. No matter how old he got (if he even managed to get out of here and survive to adulthood), he'd never forget that thing's laughter. Watching as the adults tried to throw their weight against the steel gate, their efforts would prove to be in vain as purple smoke filtered in from underneath the gate and a figure could be seen standing in the center of the parking lot, a sword in hand and two piercing yellow eyes. The Kid could hear the people screaming, he felt his legs tremble with shivers so bad he was 99% sure he'd collapse if he didn't force himself to stay upright. 'Help! Help! Someone! Anyone! Let us out! PLEASE!' 'Mommy! I wanna go home!' 'H-Hey! The gate won't open!!! It won't open, man!! LET US OUT!!' It was as though they'd been pulled into a completely different place! A graveyard of the dead replaced by a circus of horrors! But as he saw a massive zepplin soaring through the night sky and circus tents as far as the eye could see, there was no longer any gravestones in sight. He'd chalked the legends of the cemetary to just be that: a bunch of BS meant to scare little kids like him. This was too real! All of it felt like walking headfirst right into a nightmare! Feeling two of his friends scoop him up to his feet, the Kid's eyes darted around. This was too sudden to be some kind of planned out prank or sabotage. Mothers were clutching their children close to their chest, fathers were trying to guide them to the gates, kids that only seemed a little older than the Kid himself were awash with fright. Around him he could hear people screaming in confusion, terror, both? The ride had come to a complete stop and people were climbing off in droves. Having been thrown back by the sheer force of magical energy that'd seeped out of Tokkentaker's gravesite, the Kid scrambled to his feet as fast as he could. Well.he'd gotten more than he bargained for alright. The Kid had wanted to just have a good time on Halloween. Well, needless to say, that saying didn't apply to just man's best friend. You ever hear of the saying 'what would a dog do if he finally caught the car he was chasing?'

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