Lost, Basil was lost again, and somehow in his aimless wandering he stumbled upon the Hallo’moon faire. The sun had long set, yet the faire’s bright colorful lights provided enough brightness to see a fair amount of surroundings. A late night grocery run had taken a quick turn into a tour of the faire.
Basil doesn’t even know where to look first, eyes taking quick scans to see all the booths that held carnival games, festive treats, and other things alike. There were also a coupl...
