DAY 1
[ You may not have fallen asleep, but you find yourself waking up. It's a bit like reality skipped, there is missing time, and more than that, a missing sense of place. You are no longer in the circus tent, instead you are in a large room. The walls are covered in pale wallpaper with gold leaf French curls pressed into it. There is a large table in the middle of the room, and more chairs than you could ever want. Each chair is slightly different -- made of wood, made of gold, made of plastic, cushioned, broken. Sitting on top of the table is a polling device, it reads:
Poll
That's all and dandy isn't it? But if you take a closer look. . . the room is divided in half. A sheet of sound proof glass splits the room in half. Half of you are on this half and half of you are on this half. And no matter how much you yell or rage, the other side of the room won't be able to hear you.
Luckily there's a weird looking device with a single handprint shape lined with small barbs on it on the glass. Etched into the glass next to his device is "PRESS ME ♥ " it looks painful.
Also, it should be noted that while all can see the poll, the buttons to vote on it are only on this side ]