Normal Is Not Normal

Nora was sitting, in her room, looking at her world map to see exactly where they were, "Moscow..." she muttered, scanning over Russia, "Moscow... Moscow... Ah, there it is. Wait..."

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"'Don't worry', he said" she said aloud, walking to her stage, "Oh yes, there's no reason for me to worry. I only have an all powerful, love crazy woman, hellbent on killing me in the most painful way possible, while she keeps multiple families that were friends with my dead parents hostage, one being the only blood relative I have left, for whatever twisted thing she has planned for them... And, during all of this, my brother's going through severe stress over the fact that we might actually die and, no matter what I try, I can't help. Why would I be worried?" she took a really deep breath before sighing, "He's right though... I've got to focus on going about my day for now. Worry about doom later..."

She went through her day like she normally would. Doing her shows, having casual conversations with the carnies that came by, avoiding Terrance, arguing with Daniel (this is part of her life now...). It was going by okay... oddly enough, and that kind of nerved her. This month was way too... calm for the
carnival. No one coming to take over for the month, no random sceme from the boss, no event (good or bad)... Nothing.

Night time wasn't any better. It seemed like she wasn't the only one  who found this off. Dan was babbling on about something she couldn't care less about, Al was skipping dinner... again, Sebastian was... acting nicer? THAT was strange. She sighed and looked down at the food she had been poking at. This was going to be a long, confusing month...