~Isabella Rose.~
Bright lights and a flood of unusually captavating smells caught the disorriented girls attention as she attempted to stand to her feet. Wavoring on her weak legs, she grasped quickly to a beam for support. Taking a few deep breaths she managed to regain control of her body, glancing around her mysterious new surroundings as colorful carnival music began to lace the air. It seemed as though her plan to escape had been a complete success, but just where had she managed to escape to?
Making sure her legs were equipped for her weight, she pulled away from the red and white stripped pole with caution. "
Of all places-" She whispered, quirking an eyebrow in curiosity. "
I find myself at a carnival."