I went to the carnival the other day. It was really cool, with exciting rides and candied apples and games with prizes. When I won at the ball-throwing stand, I got a Billie Eilish poster to hang on my bedroom ceiling. Many, many steps later, it turns out that however much I wanted Billie Eilish on my bedroom ceiling, that was not the prize I needed. I had been walking around as an adventure zombie since pretty much the beginning of my carnival tour.
But a little bout of early onset zombification didn’t hinder me in my enjoyment of the carnival while I was unaware of it. The attendants and other folk around behaved a bit weird in a cardboard robotic kind of way, but they were interesting nonetheless, and some were actually really helpful. The rides and games were fun, always either presenting a challenge or helping me solve one. Every once in a while, I did something that I just felt like at the time, and a little bell chimed out of nowhere. It gave me points.
The best bit of my tour was when I discovered a whole hidden area which doubled my field of exploration. (Just a bit funny that I wasn’t thrown out when I crossed the boss there…)
Fun, needs a bit of polish and a shave, cool map.