You wander further across the grounds and notice how a lot of the structures seem to be composed of metal-- and that applied beyond the cages for holding animals. There appeared to be entire huts mainly composed of seamless metal frames covered in canvas cloth. The low cut grass shifts as a small flock of shiny metal chips rise and dart off behind one of the tents. You follow this strange fleet of steel to see what you assume to be part of the staff arranging another tent. The metal frame almost looks like it's sprouting out the ground as the metal chips storm the structure to fill out its shape.

The architect behind it looks like a frankenstein patchwork project in a dirty white lab coat. You can see the base of one floppy ear raise and you freeze as they turn to see you.

"What're you lookin at?" The steel grey of their eyes slowly cloud a darker color. "You're gonna end up minced meat if you stay back here any longer. Go pet the bears or somethin."

Crumpling up the empty package for a snack, you toss it towards a bin. The cheap material looks like it's about to go in, but bounces twice off the rim before falling into the low grass. As you debate whether or not to try again, a green tentacle with orange suckers snakes through the grass and throws it away for you. Your eyes follow the appendage up to it's owner, a tall green character that was shaped not too unlike the jersey devil. They give you a smile, adorned with sharp jagged teeth.

"If you want, I can pretend I didn't see anything and you made it in." Their smile relaxed to a more neutral expression. "Either way, I appreciate you tryin. Some people just kinda drop stuff on the floor." Their eyes appear to be scanning the landscape. Perhaps, looking for more trash?

"Names Kiryl, but the way! But don't let me distract you from havin fun! I've heard the show's about to start anyway, so get going!"

For whatever reason, you followed the directions of some clown to this area of the fairground. It's a cluster of tents that seem sectioned off to display the more large animals. You were able to tell by the smell as you neared, but that wasn't exactly discouraging. Weaving between the tents, you take in animals with odd characteristics... a bear twice the size you'd expect, the smokey ghost of a hound contained by a circle of salt within its cage, another cage with what you hoped was a snake, but the tens of legs said otherwise. As you gawk at the array of creatures, a more pleasant smell cuts through the cloying scent of hay and slightly damp fur. It's hard to pin that smell down exactly, but it's nostalgic and tickles the back of your brain as you try to remember.

You follow the aroma, finally meeting a large cage towards the back. A large figure lay behind the mesh. As it shifts around the containment, you can make out... a snail? A very massive one if you were seeing correctly. It shuffles nearer, and then stands up to a towering height as it paws at the chainmail-like walls. It makes an unnerving gurgling sound as it bites futiely at the wall, eventually managing to form sloppy words.

"H-hhelp me..."