It starts with a flicker—a feeling just beneath the skin. A whisper at the back of your mind that something isn't quite right. You tell yourself it's just a story. Just a world crafted from ink and nightmares. But somewhere between the lines, between the echoes of laughter and the flickering lights of a carnival long abandoned, sanity begins to slip.
Psycho-R-Us isn’t just horror. It’s the unraveling of reality, the slow turn of the screw until what was familiar becomes something… else. It’s a place where clowns smile just a little too wide, where laughter carries something dark beneath it, where the human mind—fragile as it is—starts to question what’s real and what’s imagined.
It’s the kind of horror that sneaks up on you. That lingers. That makes you wonder if the strange figure in the corner of your vision was ever really there. If the reflection in the mirror just took a breath you didn't.
So take a step forward. The lights are waiting. The show is about to begin.
And if, somewhere along the way, you start to feel like you’re losing yourself… don’t worry. We fear because you cheer!
NOTE: The tents are still going up. The fog is still settling. Everything is in motion, shifting, taking shape. Be patient. Soon, all will make sense... or not.