The circus caravan pulled up to the small Pennsylvania town.
Semi-trucks with huge paintings on their sides of trapezes, the strong man, and various animals, stopped in the middle of Main Street.
A large man, with a derby hat and a half chewed cigar got out the lead truck and starting walking to the rear, in a gorilla like manner.
Upon reaching the last truck, which had the picture of a huge elephant and words Jumbo on it, he and opened its door.
Our heroes, wearily, climbed out the back.
“Ya sure I can’t change your mind about staying boys……we could sure use ya……especially you, Death man.”
“My name is Grimm”
“Yeah………your names money is what it is…..damn shame….well, good luck boys.” The robust man then walked back to his truck. And the caravan left with our heroes standing on a deserted street.
“Let us never speak of the last week again…..” Grimm requested.
“Amen to that, Death man.” Tayden tried to hold in a laugh.
“Well at least we are here, now.” Said Priest.
“Looks like we’re the only ones though” Dirk noticed.
Not a single person was in the downtown area. Not single shop window had someone in it. The few cars that were there look like they were abandoned, some of the doors let open………There was not even a bird singing.
“Man…..this place seems dead.” Tayden stated while staring out at the street.
They all felt uneasy as Grimm said, “Yeah….I think so”
