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We're here for entertainment, if Miss Eleanor is correct. I am attempting to ask Master Theo what's going on, but . . . it might prove difficult. He doesn't like us very much and I wouldn't blame him if I were in his position.

. . . At least an experiment would have made more sense . . .

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As this man stated, we have each been given a blank ticket. I think . . . I think that might be what the Ringmaster wants us to do. So . . . I'm going to go and see what happens, but . . .

I'll be honest. This place frightens me and though I want to see it, could someone please accompany me to the carnival tomorrow?

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My coat! It's missing!

Ummm . . . this definitely is not the Royal Court.

Could someone . . . could someone be so kind as to tell me where I am? Or how it is I seem to have gotten here? This town appears to be abandoned, so I'm unsure as to whether or not anyone is even here. However, someone had to have put this brand on me. And given me this key. And this ticket. There also appears to be strange wisps of light I see out of the corner of my eye. I do not know if this is due to my shock at finding myself here or from the environment itself.

Is there anyone else here who is in a similar situation? Were you branded as well?

Xehanort? Ienzo? Are you here as well?