Post #6 - Come one, Come all

"Come, one, come all," advertised the posters that began appearing around town about a week ago.
"For one night only, come see the most spectacular show on earth!" Those at the Foxberry needed this
amusement.

So when the red and white-striped trucks drove in early Friday morning, there was already a line of people
around the block waiting to buy tickets.

Under the old and rusting water tank, the tents were lifted and staked-down, the carousel assembled, and
and food trucks parked under the trees, which were just beginning to bud.

The Master of Ceremony was trying to catch his annoying monkey. "Binky! Binky!" He shouted, "Get down
here now!" The crazy little monkey was hopping around the trapeze troop who were doing a good job
ignoring him.

Most people buying tickets were interested in the wild animals. The horses strolled around the grounds turning
a curious eye toward those who were watching them. The tiger, with sad eyes, paced back and forth across
the front of his cage. Most gave him a wide berth.

The occasional bark or yip from the pack of various sized dogs somewhere amid the tents, echo against the
water tank, sending the shouts across the town. Many of the high school students mill around on the steps of
Taft's statue taking selfies with the circus in the background.

By the time the sun went down, the starlights draped all around and up the struts of the water tanks, lit the scene.
Not a single citizen was left in either pizza place or coffee shop. 

And finally, Mr. Evan's murderer sneaks into the police station and steals all the evidence of the murder investigation.

Post due Wednesday, Feb. 13 by class time.  You should include the circus. Since this is the 6th "plague," you should include something about the wild animals.  (Like in Song of Solomon the "wild wilderness.") You could, of course, be metaphoric in this wild wilderness. Something that your character cannot seem to control.