Freak Show


Mr Arnaldo owned a travelling show with five attractions. The bearded woman, the man with the giant foot. the monkey boy and the man with eleven fingers. They were not the interesting part. They had something new now. Something horrible.

The other monsters were humans. There wasn’t really any doubt about it. But the fifth one was… different. It was humanoid, but only to some extent. There was something to it. Behind it’s eyes. In the shadows that surrounded it. They hadn’t let it out of the cage.

The bearded woman was Mr Arnaldo’s wife, and she wasn’t really bearded. He let his beard grow, they cut it, and glued it to her face. The monkey boy, on the other hand, was real. Well, he wasn’t a monkey boy, of course, but he was very hairy. They had bought him from his parents a couple of years ago, they were happy to get rid of him. Shameful, they had been. So now he was travelling with them. He didn’t like the shows much, but he was OK the rest of the time. They didn’t give him food and roof for charity, either.

The man with the giant foot and the other with eleven fingers was just that, a man with a giant foot and one with eleven fingers. He’d given them a job, that’s all. They weren’t really that interesting though, the monkey boy and his bearded wife pulled in more costumers. He didn’t pay them much anyway, it’s not like they could find anything else.

Ever since the two headed girl died, things had been going slow. The others simply weren’t enough two pull the business. That’s when they’d found the creature.

It was perfect. It was like a human, somehow, but there were shadows moving around it. It’s red, glowing eyes gave it’s intense stare an evil, dark and horrible depth never before seen. They were going to be famous.

Today it would be shown for the first time. Mr Arnaldo couldn’t wait. They had sold out all the tickets.

Come and see our horrible freaks! The man with the giant foot! The Monkey boy! The eleven fingered troll! And the beautiful bearded woman!

Loud applause from the public.

The four of them walked around for a while. People applauding, having fun. Shouting things. Ugly things. Dirty things.

But, my dear spectators… That is nothing. He’d lowered his voice now. We have something you’ve never seen before!

In the centre of the stage there was a cube with a clothing covering it. He walked over to it.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for the great attraction! You think what you seen until now is disgusting? You think they are horrendous monsters? Behold, a creature from the darker depths of dungeon dimensions. A demon of horrible hells. The horrible! The Dark! The Evil! Rangooooorrrr!

He pulled the cloth off. Inside they saw something moving. Something dark, as if it was inside a shadow, darkness moving around though light should enter. It was moving around, as in fear. Fear of the light. Fear of the people. They could catch a glimpse of a face. A horrible, evil face. A sigh of astonishment went through the crowd.

Amazing… Horrendous…. It’s a devil… They whispered, they were to shocked to shout. Then someone started applauding. Everyone soon followed. Loud shouts.

Fantastic! Amazing! Hurray!

Mr Arnaldo was bowing to the applause. People stopped clapping. He looked at them. At their faces. Some looked scared. Others amazed, as if they were waiting for the next great part of the show. They were not looking at him. They were looking behind him.

He turned slowly around. The dark creature was no longer inside the cage. It was standing behind him. He screamed. The crowd suddenly understood this was not part of the show.

Panic broke out in the crowd. People started running away, but the creature suddenly was everywhere. It started killing. People were ripped to pieces by the dark shadows moving around them outside of time. A bloodbath.

Mr Arnaldo was paralysed. He wanted to move, to run.. He could not. He watched as his costumers were all ripped to pieces.

This is not good for business.

The creature lifted him up. Laughing. He screamed as his body slowly dissolved into little, dark flying creeps, disappearing in the air as the flew away.

Then it all stopped.

There were only three people left. A hairy little boy. A man with a giant foot, and another with eleven fingers.

I guess we’re unemployed, Maxmillian said after a while.

I guess we are, said Jack thoughtful. There are better jobs.

There should be, answered Maxmillian. He looked towards the village. There couldn’t be much people left.

Liquid Ink


  1. As I read this.. I couldn’t help think of The Elephant Man but with less sensitivity and sophistication uniqueness may bring. Revenge sure must have tasted riper than a banana for our creature here, being caged and gawked at. Theres no buisness like show buisness as the song plays out.

    I really do enjoy seeing your you use watercolours? It looks marvellous.

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  2. Nice artwork. I really enjoyed your story. It was creepy and suspenseful. I’m curious, how did Mr. Arnaldo acquire his latest creature?

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    1. Well, he seems to have trapped it somewhere, in an old house I think was what I ended up with. I was thinking if him having met an old man who summoned it, but Mr Arnaldo is a simple man. If he can trap it or buy it it’s his, he does not go much further;) On the other hand, it might have been summoned at some earlier point from unknown dimensions.

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  3. “They were not looking at him. They were looking behind him.”
    – At this part, I whispered, “Oh boy.”
    “This is not good for business.”
    – Hahaha, this is funny.
    So the bearded woman died too? I guess she doesn’t count as a “freak” since the beard hair was only glued to her. Interesting turn of events. Sweet revenge was served. Nice tale!

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      1. You’re welcome. Ah, yeah. Taking revenge on his captors and those enjoying themselves at its expense. Don’t mind, but I think it’s *customers, if you mean the ones who buy stuff from someone. Was a nice read though. Thanks for writing it!

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  4. An intriguing story that kept me engrossed right to the end. Freaky, creepy and funny all mingled together. A nice bit of suspense, too, when the creature is behind Mr Arnaldo – who got just what he deserved in my opinion. 🙂

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  6. The Phantasmagoria is strange ….an occult magic realism. There’s a dark humor inherent in the characters. Are they the dark archetypes of our own selves? Quite Jungian and Borgesian touch. Anand Bose from Kerala

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