Crew: Why hello there, young teenagers. Welcome to the carnival!

Signus: Just, “The Carnival”?

Crew: Just “The Carnival”

Sam: No alliteration like, the Harvest Hoedown or The Bailey Brothers or anything? Huh.

Crew: [Repeating sternly but calmly] Just “The Carnival”

Signus: [Deescalating] *Nervous Laugh* Well, anyways. We’ll be right along Mr.— Uh....Mister Crew Member? No name?

Crew: [Very Stern] Just “The-”[Realizing] Indeed, no name. You may simply call us crew members. Thank you kids for visiting!

Crew: [Maniacal] I do not think that’s quite possible, miss. I will “take a knee” to say it to you: [Beat] You will make a fine product once converted. I can attest that our customers find the recordings especially satisfying when they see their product struggle.

Though truthfully, there is no real need to move any arms or legs. That will prove futile.

Crew: I truly have no time for over-dressed, over-privileged children over-stepping their boundaries, but for you, I will make an exception. The thing is, kid, the names of my crew members are just as important as your existence to me. You have 5 seconds. Get lost kid.

[Talking with dying breath]

Crew: But where do you draw the line? Because they cannot talk? Because they do not have advanced society? Take it from my dying breath: You humans will never get anywhere in this universe until you realize that it is only savagery out there. To make ends meet, someone’s gotta suffer. If you want to make any real difference out there, then you must Kill. OR.—