A quiet Halloween carnival on the outskirts of a small, foggy town. Rows of colorful but slightly worn-out tents stand under the starry sky, illuminated by strings of dimly glowing orange lights. The carnival is dotted with quirky attractions—a fortune teller’s tent with crystal balls and tarot cards, a spooky merry-go-round with eerie animal figures, and a “Hall of Shadows” with swirling mist at its entrance. The Ferris wheel, towering above, creaks as it turns slowly, its seats swinging in the gentle breeze. Around the carnival grounds, mysterious figures in vintage costumes wander the paths, some holding lanterns that flicker with strange colors. A clown with a wide grin offers caramel apples to anyone brave enough to accept. Soft carnival music plays, its haunting melody echoing through the fog, creating a strange yet enchanting atmosphere where everything feels just a little too magical, as if the carnival itself holds secrets that only appear on Halloween night.
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