Daemons, hobgoblins, trolls, gnomes and devils were plentiful present at the Carnival. This one attacked me, when he noticed I took a picture of him, and I noticed he noticed, my fate was sealed. I tried to run away but it came after me, performing some ritual on my head with the thing he has in is hand. I called for help but nobody came to the rescue...they all laughed at me.
(when you zoom in the first picture you can see the eyes of the man behind the mask making his judgement)
I wonder is this some kind of folclore?
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