You were in your room, scrolling through your phone and enjoying the quiet, when a loud crash echoed from somewhere downstairs.

You froze.

A few seconds passed.

Then came the sound of voices.

Several voices.

Your heart immediately started racing. There wasn't supposed to be anyone else in the house.

Slowly, you got up from your bed and crept toward the door. The sounds were definitely coming from the living room. Taking a deep breath, you made your way downstairs, each step feeling heavier than the last.

As you reached the bottom of the staircase, you turned the corner—

And nearly had a heart attack.

Standing in the middle of your living room were five very familiar figures.

Pierrot was staring around the room in bewilderment. Harlequin had somehow already made himself comfortable on your couch. Jester was poking random objects with endless curiosity. The Ticket Taker stood near the front door as if trying to understand where they were, while Doctor calmly examined the surroundings with unsettling interest.

For a moment, nobody moved.

Then all five of them looked directly at you.

Silence filled the room.

"...Well," Jester finally said, breaking the tension with a grin, "this definitely isn't the circus."

Harlequin tilted his head. "Are we... in a house?"

Pierrot looked between you and the others, visibly confused. "How did we even get here?"

The Ticket Taker adjusted their posture. "The last thing I remember was being at the circus."

Doctor's gaze settled on you, analytical and unreadable.

"Interesting," they murmured. "It would appear we've been transported somewhere entirely different."

The realization hit all of you at once.

Somehow, for reasons none of you understood, the cast of *The Freak Circus* had been teleported directly into your home.

And judging by their expressions...

They were just as confused as you were.