In a crumbling circus tent, the mute performer known as Le Sans Visage moved with agility, his exaggerated movements taking on a sinister edge in the flickering torchlight. His once- proud visage now marred by a gaping hole where his mouth had been, he used sign language to convey the terror that gripped him. The tent seemed to breathe with an unnatural life, and as midnight approached, shadows danced and coalesced into the form of a cruel jester. Le Sans Visage trembled before the spectral clown, pleading for mercy through his silent gestures. The jester cackled silently, his laughter echoing through the abandoned Big Top as he reached out to claim the mime's soul. <lora:The_Grey_Ones_Horror_Theme_v2- 000008:0. 8> gr4y0ne, horror (theme)