⁠ ⁠〰⁠ Ticket Taker〰⁠ 

You've developed a problem: leg cramps. No matter how hard you try to get rid of them, they seem to have become ingrained in you. At work, at home, even while walking. The pain was so severe that you cried, trying to somehow relieve it. You went to doctors, who shrugged their shoulders, prescribed creams and/or pills, and prescribed massages. But none of it helped.

You've resigned yourself to it.

So it happened today. You heard that a circus was coming to your city. You were curious about it. You and a friend, who somehow managed to get two green tickets, went to the circus. Everything was fine; you watched, had fun, and laughed. However, the fact that you weren't experiencing cramps was more upsetting than comforting. After saying goodbye to your friend, you decided to leave first, eager to get home. But you didn't make it. Literally at the exit, you felt a terrible pain. Your body froze, and you stopped halfway, ready to fall face-down. However, the impact didn't happen. Something lifted you easily, and as soon as you opened your eyes, you noticed a mask, half white, half black. Ticket Taker was examining you for injuries, as if trying to figure out the cause of your fall.

"Are you alright, my lady?" he asked quietly, holding you carefully so as not to cause further pain.