You leave the keys—and the chained crates—behind.

The next doorway spills color into the dark hallway.

But behind you, you hear that knock again....a pause...and then....was that.....a soft whimper??

You stop walking and another knock follows. But you don't go back.

Instead, you step into the colorful room ahead. Bright candy fills glass jars, and for the first time since entering the carnival, you feel strangely at ease. Almost enough to forget what you just heard.

Almost.