"Fred looked to see an assortment of dolls, one of which was a toy monkey playing a drum.
Joe grinned. “Now, he’s a favorite of mine, the initial experiment. He was never a real monkey. Just a man from another place.”
The monkey started to scream. “Yup.” Joe shook his head. “Still pissed off. He didn’t want to be summoned from Hell, but he was. He’s used to it now though. I fashioned him and other small demons into toys. Very popular they are, too. They possess folk, that’s their purpose, see? The rest are different.” Joe gestured toward the other dolls. “These were the sideshow stars that left. They got a little too big for their britches. The fat lady was a bitch on wheels. She took a knife to me once!”
Fred looked and to his horror, he realized the doll had been mutilated.
“See? I cut off her arms and legs and breasts, too. Then I realized that was stupid. Who’s gonna buy a doll like that? Anyhow, I leave her alone. She’s in another place. Doesn’t know where she is kind of thing.” He nodded and pointed out the rest of his former sideshow. “Yup, they brought it on themselves by disobeying and not respecting me. And the religious ones! Man! Was that a pain in the ass… Better not tell you where they wound up!”
Fred couldn’t take anymore, but Joe just continued: “It’s not as hard as you think. Just a few well-placed words and this soldier doll for example becomes just a toy for kids to play with! Now, his girl…” Joe smiled. “See, look here…” He held up a beautiful little woman doll. “I keep her around for my personal entertainment. She’s too good for the stand. Don’t want her bought, see?”
The little doll screamed but Joe only laughed.
Fred didn’t pay that much mind because he was screaming, too."
The monkey started to scream. “Yup.” Joe shook his head. “Still pissed off. He didn’t want to be summoned from Hell, but he was. He’s used to it now though. I fashioned him and other small demons into toys. Very popular they are, too. They possess folk, that’s their purpose, see? The rest are different.” Joe gestured toward the other dolls. “These were the sideshow stars that left. They got a little too big for their britches. The fat lady was a bitch on wheels. She took a knife to me once!”
Fred looked and to his horror, he realized the doll had been mutilated.
“See? I cut off her arms and legs and breasts, too. Then I realized that was stupid. Who’s gonna buy a doll like that? Anyhow, I leave her alone. She’s in another place. Doesn’t know where she is kind of thing.” He nodded and pointed out the rest of his former sideshow. “Yup, they brought it on themselves by disobeying and not respecting me. And the religious ones! Man! Was that a pain in the ass… Better not tell you where they wound up!”
Fred couldn’t take anymore, but Joe just continued: “It’s not as hard as you think. Just a few well-placed words and this soldier doll for example becomes just a toy for kids to play with! Now, his girl…” Joe smiled. “See, look here…” He held up a beautiful little woman doll. “I keep her around for my personal entertainment. She’s too good for the stand. Don’t want her bought, see?”
The little doll screamed but Joe only laughed.
Fred didn’t pay that much mind because he was screaming, too."
"Riveting. Imaginative. Chilling. Fantastical."
"Wonderful horror with a side order of ribs."
"Never going to the circus again!"
"True horror!"
"The circus you really don't want to join."
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